Redhawk Caldera [joining] smoke and mirrors

Pantaleimon had taken her fair time after she had told Reek she would go here to actually go here. Redhawk Caldera... It had taken Pantaleimon some time to reach it, and it showed. Her ribs were ever present, and though Pantaleimon was an excellent hunter, she felt the weight, the pressure, of having to pull off a good hunt. If she were to get wounded, it would be the end of her, out there alone. One day, Pantaleimon had picked up Peregrine's scent and from there on she had followed it to the borders; whether it was actually Peregrine's or one of his followers who smelled alike she did not know, for once at Redhawk Caldera's borders, Pantaleimon realised that everywhere smelled like Peregrine. It made sense, since it was his pack.

After nervously shifting from paw to paw -- Pan had never done this before, after all, living a life of servitude as a Consort of the Sirens' thus far -- Pantaleimon lifted her nose into the air and called for @Peregrine , after which she lowered her body to the ground, making herself as small as she could. Pantaleimon was a large wolf, like her mother, which caused Pan to only display even more submission than she was already trained to do.

Silently Pantaleimon waited at the borders of Redhawk Caldera during the daytime, hoping that someone would come quick; moreover, hoping Peregrine would come quick, for Pan felt nervous enough standing upon Redhawk Caldera's borders, let alone if anyone but Peregrine were to come, for it was he who had offered her a home... She hoped, anyway, that she had interpreted his words correctly.