Redhawk Caldera Where you wanna go

She couldn't remember when or where she had started thinking of Pan as an uncle, yet when he appeared, she greeted him by saying, "Hey, Uncle Pan," and returning his warm smile. She patted the ground with a little red paw and he sat down beside her. Before Wildfire could ask him how he was doing, he got to the question first. Normally, she probably would have had a one- or two-word answer for him, yet there was quite a lot going on with her lately, if only in her head.

"I'm okay. I have a lot on my mind, though," she admitted, turning to face him more directly rather than staring across the lake. "I've been invited to join a new pack not too far from here. It's called Moonspear. My friends live there and part of me definitely wants to take them up on it. But the thought of leaving here is... really hard."