Dawnlark Plains ladybits

And apparently he was - miserable, that is. Bazi racked her brain for details about Reek's life - something about a pack on the brink of disbanding? She had been under the influence of pregnancy hormones at the time, and recalled little of their conversation. "Well, what's on your mind? We're stuck here for the foreseeable future - might as well play psychiatrist to one another. I'll go after you," she assured the plain-faced wolf. He shuffled closer, which she didn't particularly appreciate, but he was a sweet man and clearly meant no harm. He did smell, though.