Makan slowly nodded. "I see your point," he said. In truth, he was being cautious. "Once I have returned to full strength, I will begin. I ask that everyone in the village will be alert, since sparks may carry to the village on the wind. The last thing you need are homes burning down."

When the meeting adjourned, Makan found himself drawn to Sara's music once again. He settled down in the grass near her, his tail curling around his body. "Tell me, Miss Sara," he inquired, "do you know the song [i][url=http://m.youtube.com/watch?v=3-Hm87ER-dU]Scarborough Fair[/URL][/i]?"