Pan smiles softly at her friend's thanks, leaning in towards him slightly as if to touch him again, but stops herself, and simply murmurs, "Always, Heartbreak."
She moves away then, expression brightening. "Good, we can go together, then; I'm starving."
How long has it been since I ate last? A day, at least. That is good, though. Food should be saved for the rest of the pack.
The beta stands, flicking the pieces of stray grass from her dark tail; shooting a last smile at her beloved friend before turning and padding off to the food store.






