Larksong Grotto There's a struggle coming

Couldn't help myself :P

Reek had a lot on his plate, but he was holding it together in an emotional sense. He thought so, at least. His face, however, still bore the tell-tale lines of stress -- as if they had been permanently chiseled into his roughly cut features. It was one of those days in which Reek woke up feeling old. Like a poorly made statue by some blind artist, for some reason Reek felt uncomfortable in his very skin. Unable to place why he felt such a way, Reek shook his head and continued pressing forward toward the cave he and Tavi had claimed.

In his mouth hung the limp body of yet another goose.

It was not long until he found himself at the mouth of the grotto. Tavi's scent was strong here, but Reek had expected as such. She hadn't left their natural fortress since her return to the territory. He figured her separation was a result of the trauma she faced on her own, but Reek figured whatever was done was done— he would be here to fix things as best he could in the now.

Entering the cavern, Reek found her pacing inside. He dropped the goose where it would be visible and said, "It gets easier." He shrugged his shoulders foward. "The goose hunting, I mean." With practice, hunting birds wasn't exactly the big challenge Reek intially expected it to be.