Redhawk Caldera Shaken, not stirred

Pan corrected her pronunciation graciously and Wildfire smiled with only the slightest of sheepish twinges. "Can I call you Pan?" she asked. "You can call me Wifi," she added. Her name wasn't necessarily a mouthful like his but it wasn't just about making them easier to say. Swapping nicknames was sort of a friendly, even familial, gesture.

His remark about her injuries confused Wildfire for a moment. Then she realized Pan must have heard about the confrontation with the coyote. "It was just some little boo-boos on my neck," she reassured, still unaware that they were talking about two entirely different incidences and that, based on her response, he probably wouldn't even realize either. "I'm fine now. I'm even a Warrior apprentice!" she declared.