Ankyra Sound lost

Reek told Pantaleimon that she should go to Redhawk Caldera, and Pantaleimon still hesitated. However, from what Reek had told her, Pantaleimon knew that the world was not simply filled with packs to choose from; this would be a good opportunity, a good chance, and maybe Reek was right. Maybe it was too good to pass on. There was another reason that Pantaleimon hesitated, but she would not share it with Reek. Maybe that was just an excuse, too; maybe she should just do it.

Pantaleimon just looked at Reek and smiled meekly for a moment. Reek really had made Pantaleimon's life a better place, from teaching the ocean's tongue and therefore feeling useful for the Sound to being helped to choose a free life when options presented themselves. "Thank you, Reek," Pantaleimon mumbled softly, and she briefly touched her nose to Reek's shoulder in a rare display of affection. "It's c-called, uhm... Redhawk Caldera, I... I think. W-When you and Wynter are settled, you... you should visit sometime." Pantaleimon smiled again, however wry, feeling terrified at the thought of ending up alone in some other pack. But at the same time she knew she needed to take this chance and go for it; it was Redhawk Caldera or a life of servitude among Sirens again.