Redhawk Caldera i'd give my life

Pan waited silently, wondering if he should just lay next to Perry. He considered taking away the rabbit, since it seemed only to cause grief, but he knew that Perry needed it to survive. It was a foolish thought that he would get by alone, and Pantaleimon would do anything to help his lover get through this. After that, he could hunt again and fill the caches, or care for others who needed it. Heck, even Pantaleimon had needed it at one point or another, when he'd first come to Redhawk Caldera's borders, hungry and lonely.

Pantaleimon watched the look on Perry's face when he turned to get the rabbit and seemed almost startled to see Pan was still there. Pan understood why: he was often quiet; he'd arrive and depart quietly at times, almost literally tiptoeing around not to bother anyone. But this time, the reason he'd been quiet was because he was still sitting by the rabbit.

A sad smile fell over Pan's face upon Perry's comment. "The way it works," Pan said softly, "Is that you're part of a pack. And a pack looks after each other." If Perry wanted to think like a wild wolf, he should take that into account, too, Pan felt. Pan wasn't looking for a discussion, but realised only after saying it that he might've just unlocked one.