Redhawk Caldera Shaken, not stirred

Pan explained that the rock was actually part of its body, then gave the creature a name: turtle. Wildfire blinked down at it, trying to wrap her head around the fact that it lived inside a rock. How strange! This meant that she had sort of combined her two preferences (rocks and bones) into one, didn't it? But there was no way the pup would store this find in her den; it would reek up the whole place!

"I'll come back for it later," she murmured, then moved on, putting her nose back to the ground. Hopefully she would find an actual rock or an actual skeleton and not some crazy mutant animal that was sort of both at once!

She struck gold a moment later, when the moist, leathery flesh of her nose bumped into something small and sharp protruding from a patch of earth. Wildfire dug her toes into the soil to reveal a naturally occurring and perfectly formed arrowhead. Of course, the pup didn't know of that name. To her, it was just a piece of rock that looked a lot like a fang.

"Hey, Pan, look!" she called softly, unable to raise her voice beyond a certain level. "I like rocks that look like teeth," she said, thinking of her favorite shard of quartzite stashed in the badger den.