Great Bear Wilderness sputnik

"Right," Pan said, mentally noting the name of Atreyu. "I, uh, I'm Pan." Pan wasn't sure if Atreyu would actually want to know that, because they didn't really know each other at all and he looked like he had better things to do than sit around and chit-chat with Pan, anyway. Look at that leg... Pan was no healer though, so there was little she could do anyway.

"So, uh..." Commence awkward silence. "Thanks, I - I'll tell Perry -- uhm, Peregrine and Fox, m-my Alphas." Pantaleimon waited then, figuring that if there was anything else he needed help with, he'd probably let her know. Or maybe he'd just walk -- or limp? -- on home, or... something. Pan was itching to ask what had happened, but this really wasn't the time nor place, and Pan wasn't sure she wanted to know, anyway.