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"Vin-a-ger? What's it made out of?" Breden hadn't heard of such a thing. "We normally preserve meat by smoking it. If we can get our hands on some salt, we use that too." He didn't mention that most salt they had was stolen from the humans, but as Aidan hadn't actually taken any himself, he didn't see fit to add that part. "Oh, and my name is Breden, not 'Brendan' or 'Brenden'. Common mistake, don't worry." 

Breden turned to Twig. "I suppose I'll head on to Siwa, then. Anyone else who wants to come can, I guess. Maybe we can discuss this vin-a... that stuff on the way. As for Siwa, it'll be up to her as to whether or not she'll let us all in, but I don't think she'll say no if you're coming with me. And if it's important to you, she'll be back to her frisky self in a few weeks, once she settles into her new routine as a mother. Just don't expect her to "see" too many males at once, now that she has a litter to care for."