Qeya River Chinchilla

Good. So, that was it? If everything had been fixed by simply admitting fault, then this meeting had gone far better than Reek had initially expected. But still, he couldn't help but feel things weren't completely settled on Thuring's side; that she was keeping something from him in some way. If she still felt hostility towards the wolves of the Maplewood, Reek could understand. They had, so far, done nothing but offer words to fix their transgressions. But, if words would be enough to sooth tensions, Reek would happily oblige.

"We, uh— We cool?" he asked. He felt increasingly uncomfortable, but he avoided shifting or fidging on the spot, no matter how hard he wished to. Most of all, he wished to leave.