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Pantaleimon enjoyed splashing about, too, and forgetting about all the fickle situations that surrounded her life right now. Splashing about with Raven, although they had rarely spent time one-on-one at all, seemed so nice. It reminded Pan of how she used to splash around with her sisters, and suddenly she missed Psykhe and Sao -- or rather, their puppy selves, not the Sirens they grew into while Pan remained a lowly Consort -- and playing around with them in the salty water and the tidepools of Sirensong Cove.

The stream of thoughts was interupted by Raven, who stopped the splashing and sat down in the stream. When asked if she wanted to know a secret, Pantaleimon smiled softly. She wasn't a particularly curious creature when it came to other wolves' secrets, but she could not help but feel flattered to have a pup's secret offered to her like that. "Only if you want to share it," said Pantaleimon, an open smile on her face while she looked at Raven. Though Raven seemed willing to share to get it off her chest, Pan only wanted her to share it if she was absolutely sure that she wanted to tell the secret to Pan.