Dawnlark Plains Don't Accept the Truth

Her answer may not have ourtright declaired that she came to the Teekons to start over, but Reek assumed as such. They were all running from something, it seemed. In Reek's case, he had run from his upbringing and his inability to cope with the mortalitiy of those he loved. Reek, having little experiance with the tyranny of man, could only assume the horrors Sofi faced; he himself had been lucky in his travels.

He rolled to his stomach and hung his head low until it made contact with his outstretched forelegs. The poor thing had been lied to... while the Teekons were free from the meddling grip of man, it was far from a peaceful place. She had simply traded one problem for another.

He returned her smile with one of his own, but it was one laced with a twinge of sadness. If she had been a wolf, perhaps she would have found her peace, but sadly this was not the case. "Nowhere's perfect," he offered, but somehow he knew his words would be of little help. "Do you like it here?"