Redhawk Caldera Shaken, not stirred

"Purple?" Pan repeated. "Can I see it when we bring this to your treasure stash?" Pantaleimon loved pretty things, and she wondered if Wildfire had ever considered finding a way to wear them. However, rocks were a lot harder to wear than seaweed and shells, which had sharp edges so that you could hang them in the seaweed. Pan considered if there were any in land plants that you could hang over your head so that it looked a bit like seaweed. If she'd bring actual seaweed, it would never last long enough until she was all the way over here. It'd be all dry and cracked by the time. Maybe moss would do. She'd have to try it sometime.

Wildfire began to search again, and Pantaleimon followed suit. Her previous find hadn't been very good -- just a dead turtle, which wasn't useful to bring along just yet -- and Pantaleimon hoped that she would find something better this time.

Pan sniffed the ground when she noticed something on the ground catching a ray of sunlight. She squinted her eyes to fight the reflecting light while she galopped towards it to inspect what it was. Once there, Pan saw that it was a rock with one shiny side. It looked a little like pearly seashells that Pan had seen by the seaside; when she moved her head, the shiny side of the stone turned into different colours. "Wildfire, look over here!" Pan called out to her companion. The stone was clunky and not very polished, and only one of its sides was pearly, but it still looked pretty cool.