Redtail Rise Starting right now, I'll be strong

You guys look like shit.

Of course they did. Reek was manic and Arion had gone off the druggy deep-end.  What a fitting picture of emotional stability in the Rise. Reek had spent most of his waking time wallowing in his own self-pity or obsessing over patrol, and his herb cache was beginning to show the effect of Reek's instability.  Plant's were beginning to rot and hard work was squandered, but Reek just couldn't bear making the trip up to the den he used to share with Wynter.  Facing reality had become entirely too hard.  Obviously Arion had been dealing with the problem's of the Rise in own way... by getting totally blasted.  

Reek turned his head to Arion sluggishly and scowled. "I'm cutting you off," he chided.  The drug dealer-dealee relationship was a sacred bond... however, it clear to see Arion had been taking things way too far, and dealing with a dead friend would only make problems worse. "No more."

Saena offered to help in any way possible, however there wasn't much Reek felt she could do.  She couldn't just magically bring Wynter or Smash back.  "Just help me keep him clean," he mumbled to his alpha.  "He needs detox.  He won't be able to quit cold-turkey... withdrawals are gonna be a bitch."  Arion was difficult to deal with as is, but without his sacred poppy, Reek would need all the help he could get.  It was for his own good.