Swiftcurrent Creek death to los campesinos

Bellatrix! If you were to listen into Pan's head, you could almost certainly hear the small chime of victory bells.

"I've always loved exploring," she confirmed, returning her focus to Arric, "but it's always nice to have a home to come back to." With any luck, Swiftcurrent Creek would soon become that place. At the mention of other hunters and scouts, Pan's eyes lit up, tail picking up speed as it swished between her legs. She made a mental note to seek them out after she'd got settled. 

Despite the obvious size difference, Pan felt little discomfort around the leader. While his build may say one thing, his mannerisms gave way to something more gentle.

"Thank you, Arric, a tour would be lovely," she nodded eagerly, turning now to Bellatrix, "and some more company would be nice, but if you're busy I'm sure we could catch up later." She half expected the blue-phase woman to return to whatever she was up to before Pan had arrived now that Arric had the limelight, but perhaps she'd be pleasantly surprised.