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"That's what I thought," Pantaleimon said, although the truth was a lot more complicated than that. Pan was so head over heels in love with Perry he wasn't sure there was room for anyone else in his life; even if he would've fancied females. Maybe with another guy, they could've at least had some female carry their pups, but that wasn't an option what with Perry's mateship to Fox, either. Then, Pan couldn't imagine a life with anyone else, much less anyone else who'd fit that exact picture. "It's complicated, I guess."

A smile tugged at Pantaleimon's lips when Wildfire mentioned that he'd be a great father. It expanded when she said that she thought of him as somewhat of a father already, hitting Pan's soft spot. "Thanks," he said softly, feeling proud all of a sudden for having helped raise Wildfire, Raven and Nightjar. Each of them were such great individuals, each with their own strengths and personality. When Wildfire suggested she could call him Father Pan, Pantaleimon reached out his nose to touch Wildfire's cheek in affection. "That means a lot to me," he admitted. Even if he felt more of an extra mother a lot of the time, it didn't take away the sentiment; Pantaleimon was proud to be Father Pan.