Qeya River Chinchilla

Reek lingers, the tension turning a little awkward, but Thuringwethil expectantly lifts a brow. He seems unsure of his words when he finally speaks and a long inhale filled her chest in idle frustration. Slowly, she releases her breath before she nods her head a little to confirm that they are, according to him, cool. She knows it doesn't feel right but the weight of expectation she has pulls her back to explain.

"As long as you don't cross the river. And neither will mine."

Reek patching things up aren't going to be enough to lift he order but the Phoenix has the same power. If one of her wolves cross the river, near the Phoenix, they have every right to rip their souls from their body. Damage committed by the Phoenix isn't in any of Reek's favors when it had been his leading that failed Esaro that day.