Dawnlark Plains i'll give you everything

The smell of a pack lingered on the pelt of the dark-brown wolf.  The same smell that radiated from Arion when they met at the base of the ridge. She must have been from the same pack, Nova Peak.  However, this wolf didn't match any of the descriptions that Arion had depicted in concurrence with their deal.  She must have fallen under one of the unnamed others— or she was Kaskara, the beta that Arion failed to effectively describe other than providing a name and rank.  Otherwise, his information proved utterly worthless.

Wynter had begun to introduce the two in a friendly manner.  Reek couldn't help but shoot her a quick grin.  The shoe was on the other foot now.  The situation paralleled their initial encounter with Saena, where Reek had found himself a little too... wordsy. "What she said," Reek mused, nudging into Wynter with his muzzle.  "And you are?"