Redhawk Caldera riddles

Some other stuff might happen before this thread, but I wanted to toss Fox in here anyway!

Thankfully, the torrent of visitors had all but disappeared from their borders. Redhawk Caldera was slowly returning to normalcy... at least in some aspects. Finley was still pregnant, probably annoyed that she couldn't go fighting bears. The children were growing stronger and tougher every day. Tiger's passing had been a great loss, but Fox had barely known the girl, so she couldn't say too much on the matter. Pan and Sebastian were their only two remaining subordinates, but it didn't concern Fox too much. She wanted to be picky about who was allowed in and who was an outsider. Time had proven things were better that way.

Fox was patrolling, as she often did, when she found herself heading straight for Pan. Pan was... well, he seemed a bit shy, though certainly not unsociable. Fox's face lit up, eager to have somebody to walk alongside (even if she'd just come from the other direction, she'd happily turn right around if it meant company). "Hey, Pan!" she greeted, giving him a nip on the shoulder. "How's it been?"