Redhawk Caldera Shaken, not stirred

When Wildfire said she'd return later for the turtle, Pantaleimon looked at it. They'd easily miss it if they'd return if they left it on the ground. Pan picked up the gross turtle with her teeth while she squinted her eyes -- it wasn't exactly her favourite hobby to touch yucky things -- and put it down on a nearby flat rock. "We'll leave it here to dry," she explained to Wildfire, "Then it - it'll rot quicker, and you'll know where to find it, on this rock." Otherwise stuff might grow over it, after all.

Wildfire called out when she'd found another thing, and Pan quickly rushed to Wildfire's side. The rock did look a lot like a fang. It reminded Pan the rocks she used to find by the beach, all smoothened by the ocean's wave. "That's nice," said Pan. "It does look a lot like a fang. Great find, Wildfire." Pan smiled softly at Wildfire and waited for her to pick it up, as well as to hear if Wildfire wanted to look for more or call it quits with the finds they'd had.