Overture Downs It's Foregone

He recognized the name— Scimitar. "Mhm. That's him," Reek confirmed. While he had never particularly been close to the patriarch of Jade Fern Grove, he regarded him more on the level of an acquaintance. His wife, Bazi on the other hand, the line blurred more into friendly territory. "They were our allies for a time. We had a spat with a pack to the south and made an arrangment with them to protect the north in a joint coalition. Thankfully, it never came to pass." What a disaster it could have been; destructive on both packs.

"It's unfortunate they're not around anymore— They were a good buffer." They may have been competition for prey, but the security they brought to their southern border was well worth the loss. "Guess we'll never really know what happened."

However, they could theorize all day and there was nothing else to do to break the monotony of tracking. The meantion of a cougar automatically made the hair on Reek's back stand on end. So, it hadn't been an isolated incident in their neck of the woods. It was a full blown problem. "We've had problems with a cougar too. It might be the same culprit. We lost one of our own recently." Reek was unable to disguise the sorrow and guilt in his voice. The cougar hadn't just taken Scarlett's life, but it had taken Reek's pride as a healer as well.