Redhawk Caldera IGNIS UMBRA

As gamekeeper, Pantaleimon was eager to join in the hunt. He'd been feeling dreamy lately, and at times didn't feel quite grounded, as though he was a ghost floating around the pack but meant little to it. Pan kept telling himself that it was just a feeling though, and he tried to compensate by being useful enough to the pack and keeping an eye on the caches and making sure there was enough food before winter. Pan longed to see the ocean again, but he did not allow himself to depart from the Caldera for so long; the poisoning incident had frightened him.

Pantaleimon arrived and he noticed that Perry and the pups were already there. They were getting so big, Pantaleimon mentally noted as he looked at them and greeted each of them with a smile and a fond nuzzle, and Perry with a lick across the cheek.