Witch's Marsh No Room in Frame

Reek seemed to stumble around with his words a lot. He definitely didn't seem like the alpha type. But Haven wouldn't judge, anyone could be an alpha. As long as they cared for there pack and made good choices, they were alpha enough. He then addressed her question, his answer was short and sweet and to the point. Haven liked it when questions were answered like that. She hated when people made long drawn out answers to which she lost her attention halfway through.

Well I'm glad of that! I hope winter can prove easy for you. She replied politely, looking around at the muddy swamp. It was an odd place to meet, and what a coincidence. Haven had her reasons for being there, what were Reek's? So why did you come to the marsh? It's not a common place to be. I only came because I expected it to be a quiet place to think. Lot on my mind an' all. Same for you?