Ankyra Sound i need you now

Pantaleimon wasn't sure how he had managed to grab himself together after running into Caiaphas, the Siren Queen, but somehow he had. Along the coastline the would-be Siren had dragged himself, twiddling between feeling a lost and hopeless Consort and a proud and deserving Siren. The sickness had struck too — during his travels Pan had noticed it crawling up to him like it had to the rest of Redhawk Caldera. Pan couldn't even tell whether it was Caiaphas' appearance or the sickness that had grabbed a hold of him. All he knew was that he wasn't well.

His travels should've taken him further east now, he knew from Wildfire's description, but Pantaleimon found his knees wobbly and his body aching for rest by the time he reached the Sound. He lifted his nose and called for @Reek , hoping that the Phoenix Maplewood Alpha would be close enough to hear his call. Hoping he had time to visit an old friend, because with Reek, Pantaleimon knew it didn't matter whether he was a Consort or a Siren, proud or lost — they were just Reek and Pants, friends.