Redhawk Caldera Shaken, not stirred

"'Course!" was the child's only remark, the arrowhead rattling against her teeth. She would be more than happy to show Pan the quartzite, as well as everything else she kept in the badger den. Maybe she would even give him a gift to thank him for his contribution (if he made one) and for taking the time to hang out with her today. She was glad to get to know him better.

Wildfire didn't turn up anything, though it wasn't long before Pan called out to her, drawing her attention. She jogged over to him, eyes widening as the shiny stone caught her eye. "Oooh, what is it?" the pup asked, black tail stirring the air. "It's so cool, Pan," she declared after a few seconds of studying its shiny, almost iridescent surface.