we won't go to war

While Reek knew the chances that Pantaleimon would pack his emotional baggage and abandon the wolves of the caldera were slim, he still found it hard to hide his disappointment.  If he hadn't come to the Rise to join, things could get hairy real quick.  The other wolves of the Rise had been under strict orders to attack any wolf from Redhawk Caldera on sight, no questions asked.  Pantaleimon's pure presence in the north was dangerous while he wore the moniker of the Caldera's scent... especially so close to the territory of the Rise.  While Reek couldn't bring himself to be aggressive or to run out his friend, things had still changed.  

"Walk with me Pants,"  said Reek, hoping to draw him away from the border.  Just in case.  He bristled past Pant's as he walked away from the scent line, and beckoned him to follow.  "Things have changed.  Junior is still missing and Saena was mauled by one of you're packmates, Fox or Badger... or something.  It may not be as safe for you to be here as before."

However in Reek's worry for his friend's safety, he had had forgotten his reasoning to stay with the Caldera.  But when it finally sunk in, he froze in his tracks. Pants had found someone.  Reek's worried expression flipped into a wide and happy grin as he turned to his friend.  "You like someone?" He beamed.  With a wolf as gentle as Pants, Reek knew it wouldn't be long until the love bug had bit him. "I knew you'd find yourself a pretty little lady eventually! Tell me buddy, what's her name?"