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    Reek shook his head in awkward embarrassment. "Shit— right.  Too early, brain pththth," he groggily joked with a toothy grin while blowing a raspberry with his tongue out.  It would take a few hours for the initial haze of morning to pass and for Reek to turn into a functional member of society.  Functional is a term used very loosely in this case.  Too bad wolves didn't have coffee... caffeine cures all woes.

    "Good to have you 'round then," he continued, giving Junior a quick nudge with his shoulder.  Saena's sister, eh?  Well, family tended to be a good thing to have around... though the bastard wouldn't have known.  His family was the textbook definition of dysfunctional.  "You can call me Reek,"  he introduced with a toothy grin.