Phoenix Maplewood [m] Who's that little mouse

Reek's response wasn't what Saena wanted to hear, but she conceded that it was the only way. Arion would become a problem if he was left to continue down the path he'd chosen. He already openly defied their leadership; what was stopping him from trying to usurp them? Maybe he would one day fancy himself a better alpha and would make a move. She didn't want to be there to see it if it ever happened.

"You're right," she said with a quiet sigh. She angled her head to nibble at his cheek, then asked, "wanna go swimming? We can try to find a decent watering hole here. I'm sure there's gotta be one." A forest didn't get so lush and full of life without a healthy amount of water. In fact, now that she mentioned water, Saena felt rather thirsty, so even if Reek didn't want to go swimming, she would shift under him with the intent of going to find something—even if it was just a measly stream.