Overture Downs It's Foregone

With the distance between them, Reek coulden't tell if the other wolf's attention had been piqued by his presence.  However, it seemed his path would lead the stranger on a collision course with Reek's resting place. He watched with curiosity as the stranger approached, but his expression was devoid of the usual markers of excitment. His expression remained flat and stone-faced.

As he drew near, the stranger's intent became more evident.  Now noticing that he had been following a trail, Reek felt the familiar pangs of hunger ripple through his stomach as if they had been spurred by simply the reminder of food. Eating had been simply an afterthought for the past few days.

Reacting to the stranger's chuff, Reek slowly rose to his feet.  He kept his posture neutral and humble.  "Need an extra set of paws?" he asked, motioning to the trail the stranger followed. A hunt was a dangerous thing to do alone, but for a duo, it wasn't so bad. Plus, the idea of food entertained Reek greatly.