Redhawk Caldera Into jungles, into hell

"Lost time," she said with a light shrug, "and no, unfortunately, I never did." Perhaps if the pack hadn't experienced a tragedy so recently, Raven might have told Gannet about Pantaleimon, that sweet and gentle soul. Another day, she would definitely have to tell her younger brothers about him. It just didn't seem like the right time right now.

"I recommend a nice long drink to wash that down," Raven said, noting the slight twist of his features at the plant's bitter taste. She favored him with a sisterly smile. "Would you like to walk to the lake with me?" she invited, thinking of the territory's main landmark. They could walk and talk some more. Raven very much wanted to get up to speed on all things Gannet.

Wanna fade 'ere? :)