Phoenix Maplewood Joining

Of course, the stranger wanted a place among Reek's ranks. "And so does everyone else," quipped Reek. He was not in the business of giving out handouts, nor was he taking any charity cases. The maplewood had enough wolves to function on it's own; Reek needed no extra bodies. He would hold this prospect with strict scrutiny. If he could not prove his worth, he would be turned away to face the cold alone.

It was a wicked word and a wicked way, but Reek's own family came first.

"What's in it for me if I take you in?" he asked, but it was construed as more of a command for the stranger to spill his guts here and now. "Sell yourself. You have— hmm," Reek paused and sharply sucked in breath, "15 seconds. Go."