Hushed Willows A crackpipe full of dreams

He waited, and waited, and waited some more. After a while, Reek figured that no one was coming. He nearly turned tail to return to his family, but that was when he heard the approach of heavy paws in the snow. He was greeted by none other than his own son. Tavi's boy, Tambourine. He looked so much like his mother that it gave Reek pause. He was large, grey -- and his face. He favored her so much. Reek could only stare dumbly for a moment before the boy finally spoke. It broke Reek's heart to here his voice shake with sadness for a reason that he did not know.

When the boy's realization struck, Reek blinked several times with surprise. "What do you mean?" he asked. "They left? Where's Stark?" When he saw them together before, Stark and the boy had been so close. For him to just take off and leave him seemed completely against Reek's mental image of him. But then again, he hardly knew the man.