Redhawk Caldera Shaken, not stirred

Pantaleimon nodded when Wildfire asked her if she was going to become a gamekeeper. She intended to, and was well on her way towards receiving the title, Pan was pretty sure. When Wildfire then pointed out she was good at swimming too, Pantaleimon smiled softly. "Everyone's good at swimming where I'm from," she explained, although it wasn't technically true (some were better than others; but Pantaleimon had always been somewhere in the middle, her large and broad body not as suited for fast swimming, but being able to do swim well regardless due to growing up at the oceanside with the Nereides' traditions).

Wildfire went on to say that she liked swimming, and Pantaleimon nodded. She'd teach the pups of her Queen -- and Perry -- anything they wanted. "Of course," she agreed. Maybe when Wildfire was older she could be taken to the oceanside and admire Mother Ocean, Pantaleimon thought to herself. While the Caldera's lake was large and good for swimming, it wasn't quite like the salty sensation of the ocean's water -- the one thing that Pan missed the most from her time with the Nereides. "I grew up at the ocean, that's why I know a lot about swimming. Uhm... You... know what the ocean is, right?" Mid-way through her sentence, Pantaleimon realised that Wildfire might not know yet (she wasn't sure if it had ever come up, or if it was custom to teach land-pups about the facets of the ocean), and she tilted her head in question while she looked at Wildfire.