Qeya River Chinchilla

"Your wolf was found hunting above the river," the young leader explains, voice smooth despite how stern she forces her words. There isn't much left to elaborate on, Reek could fill in the gaps. She'd spotted the tawny wolf, chasing a rabbit across the valley well above the river. 

Thuringwethil's head turns to her left, as if she could still see the spot she'd barreled the Phoenix over. The snow had mostly melted by now and the blood likely dried up with it. She might have overreacted on her assault but she'd never admit to it. She turns back to Reek, letting a quiet moment linger between them, wondering if he expects more from her. 

"Tell me why you've called, Phoenix." It might as well have been Reek himself to break the agreement.