Phoenix Maplewood she has used ancient and sanctified words

Blissfully unaware of the proximity of his bitter mate, Reek continued on with Lasher like one would with an old friend. After all, he was family (sort of).  Part of Reek figured the bitterness that Saena held with the plateau would fade with time, as most things do. Lasher was making an active effort to repair the bridge that had burned. Surely, Saena could find it in her heart to forgive him at least for his mistakes. Unfortunately, Reek was mistaken in his assumption.

Reek first made notice of the goose Lasher nudged toward him. The longer he eyed it, the more his mouth watered with wanting. "Thanks Lasher," he gratefully responded. "I'll make sure to share this with Saena." It was a small morsel, of course— but it was brought for them both to enjoy and Reek wouldn't deprive Lasher of the sentiment.  

He made mention of Osprey; truthfully Reek did not recognize the name and it took a couple moments for everything to click back into place. Her disappearance had been the catalyst to spawn the tension between the two packs. Obviously, this was information Saena would want to know. "That's good to hear," he replied, sighing with relief. "I'll make sure to tell her as soon as I see her next."