Pans Friend

Pans little scratches were met with girlish laughter. He was such a charming little creature. As Pan clambered onto Naiche, the yellow brute told her of the pangolins preference of termites over grubs. "Oh, well there are tons of termites. A huge mound of them." The spotted girl motioned for the boys to follow her. Naiche spoke odd her gesture being sweet and thre girl lowered her giant blue eyes bashfully. "I try to help my friends where I can."

When asked if she had practiced, Rue perked up. "I have!" The long legged girl pranced alongside Naiche. "I chased another rabbit. I chased a few birds. I chased a butterfly." She had accidentally squished the butterfly, but bugs didn't hold the same place in the girls mind that other creatures did. It was still unfortunate that she'd killed it though. "I think you would have been quite proud."

Coming around a bend, the trio arrived at the fallen tree. The left half had been turned into a huge termite mound. The little insects had done a number on the dead mangrove. "There you are, Mister Pan." Rue gave a low bow and winked one heavily lashed eye at the little creature. The mound was large. Too big for him to eat them all. Perhaps it would be a reason for Pan and Naiche to come back. Rue was really starting to like him. Er... them.