Redhawk Caldera [joining] smoke and mirrors

The name meant nothing to Peregrine, so he didn't reply. He hoped Pantaleimon would share a bit more, yet he stopped there. Well, the Alpha would have plenty of time to get to know Pan's history if he so desired. For now, he didn't press the matter, especially because his brand new pack mate was tucking into his meal. It wouldn't make sense to make Pan talk too much while he was trying to stuff his face.

He snorted aloud at Pan's unexpected and honest remark. "Pretty things, huh? Well, that's the first time I've gotten that answer," Peregrine said in an amused tone of voice. "I suppose most of us do, though—like pretty things, I mean. There are many of those around here, from the members to the scenery," he quipped. He wondered if Pan was interested in pretty women in particular, though the androgyny suddenly made him wonder if Pan was into women at all.

Now that news that Pantaleimon was interested in teaching pups definitely struck favor with the dark Alpha. "Oh? What do you like to teach them?" The Firebirds had plenty of caretakers, though no official Caretaker in the wake of Somnia's absence. They were already aging beyond the need for something like that, though they still needed a lot of education and guidance. Peregrine would be happy for another teacher in the mix, though he wanted to be sure Pan would focus on things like hunting, guarding and the like, and not try to teach the sea witches' religions to the impressionable pups.