Dawnlark Plains loyalties

Pantaleimon once more trailed off into nonsensical silence and Saena sighed, barely refraining from rolling her eyes at the male. He was a total wreck. At one time, she'd hoped that Reek could convince his friend to leave Redhawk Caldera behind and come to live with him, but she didn't think she could last one day dealing with a wolf like Pan. Maybe he opened up in better company or maybe he was always this bashful, but it was a huge hindrance to any sort of relationship she could've forged with him, and her impatience won out.

"You can come closer and call him if you want, I don't care," Saena said, "but I'm leaving. No offence, but you're impossible to talk to and it's wearing." Pantaleimon, of course, was not allowed beyond the borders of Redtail Rise and he would get a swift ass-kicking if he so much as tried it, but she didn't mind him seeking out Reek, even if he wouldn't say more than two clear words to her. Obviously her lover enjoyed his company. She wouldn't deprive him of that no matter what she thought about Pantaleimon's speech disability.

Pantaleimon took a step back and stammered out something else, but Saena had already turned around to leave. She had no interest in trying to decipher anymore of Pantaleimon's words. Though before she left completely, she couldn't help looking over her shoulder and saying, "make sure you tell my dad I hope his tiny little puppet dick fell off."