Goku, Trunks, and Pan had touched down on yet another distant world, one of those quiet planets that almost felt too peaceful to be real. The sky hung wide and pale, dotted with drifting clouds and the faint shimmer of far-off cities. While the others checked their tracker for the dragon balls, Pan restless as always, decided to explore with Giru hovering close at her shoulder.

They moved through rocky paths, the ground dusting Pan’s shoes as she walked. The air was still, carrying only the faint metallic chirps of Giru scanning the area. Pan’s eyes were sharp, curious, but cautious, she’d been on enough adventures to know that quiet rarely stayed quiet for long.

Eventually, she noticed someone ahead.

She slowed, planting her feet and narrowing her gaze. Giru beeped nervously beside her, circling once before settling behind her shoulder like a lookout post. Pan didn’t rush closer. Instead, she studied the stranger from a careful distance, ready to leap back or forward if anything strange happened. Her hand hovered near her belt, not threatening, just being prepared.

For a moment, the wind tugged at the orange bandana tied around her head. She frowned thoughtfully. Whoever this was… they didn’t feel like trouble. But she wasn’t about to drop her guard right away either.

Taking a breath, Pan stepped forward. Her voice came out steady, but watchful, friendly enough, with just a hint of suspicion lingering beneath it.

“Hey… Who are you? And what are you doing around here?”

Giru floated forward as if backing her up, beeping softly in agreement.

Pan kept her stance light and ready, but not hostile. She was prepared to run, fight, or talk, depending on how this meeting turned out.