Redhawk Caldera Out on the verge of the rest of our lives

Pantaleimon smiled softly when Peregrine drew near and sat down on Pantaleimon's left side. She was feeling less tense now and didn't expect a repeat of the incident the other day, so she welcomed Peregrine's company. Pan closed her eyes while she felt Peregrine cuddle against her and nuzzle her. When she closed her eyes, she could almost pretend like they were a normal couple, like she was just a girl, and he was just a boy, and they were just starting to fall in love, young and foolish as they were...

"Does Fox... know?" Pantaleimon could not help but wonder in a soft whisper while she enjoyed Peregrine's company. She was reminded that her dream would unlikely ever be, that they weren't just a boy and a girl, and that perhaps her love for Peregrine was wildly inappropriate. But for the first time in her life, Pantaleimon did not care if she was being inappropriate, did not stammer any apologies, did not break off whatever she was doing, didn't fix it; for the first time, she just did what she wanted.