Big Salmon Lake salmonado

She couldn't quite describe why the term seemed to fit, but she doled out names as they came, and 'kitten' was what he got.  Probably that tentative air that engulfed him every time he opened his mouth.  She sensed his discomfort, but not one to cater to the needs of others, ignored it just as she ignored his question on the name.

"Pantaleimon, huh?  Odd name."  Bit of a mouthful, and she found she preferred her given one quite a bit more.  If the shoe fits, so to speak.  "Not completely awful though."  She closed the distance a little more, possibly with more familiarity than he would necessarily be comfortable with, but she wanted to get a read on where this guy was from.  When she caught wind of Red's scent, she grinned.  "So you run with Red.  I gotta say, that comes as a surprise to me."  After Red's forward treatment of both their encounters, imagining her in the same pack as this guy was a hard picture to paint.  "Redhawk Caldera must be one diverse group."