Phoenix Maplewood Forward, the Light Brigade!

His mate's reassurance did little to quell the storm brewing in Reek's chest. She was a woman of pride. It was a part of her and Reek loved her for it, however, sometimes her stubbornness hurt him deeply. He was no stranger to these tiny heartbreaks. Every time she dissapeared, setting out alone and turning up injured to maplewood weeks later, carved another chink in Reek's emotional armor. He usually kept himeslf quiet about it, voicing his concerns only when his discomfort grew too much to bear. This had been one of those moments.

Reek accepted her touch, but his ears splayed back in defeat and he let loose a tired sigh. Worry was as much a part of Reek as pride was to Saena. There were nearly analogous. "Alright," he conceded. Ever a doormat in these situations, Reek would not set out to control his mate's life.

She withdrew and set out towards the river. Reek stood stationary for a moment, collecting himself, before following his mate away from the meeting.