Dawnlark Plains Wake up, you need to make money.

Because, why not?

Having returned to the Maplewood from his brief foray in the far north, Reek resumed his daily grind. He carried out his duties as usual, but with a renewed spirit. The snow had almost completely melted away and spring was finally at their doorstep. The maplewood had practically been reborn with life in the span of a single week— it was such an invigorating change.

He cut his patrol short to run by Tavi's den with the intention of showing her the super cool bug he had found crawling up a tree. It was surely gone by now... nevertheless Reek had a feeling she would appreciate the thought— and it had been super cool. But, when he approached her domicile in the early morning, he found it unoccupied.  The faint smell of estrus, however, filled the air inside. Reek breathed in deeply and was ensnared.

Guided purely by primal instinct, Reek did not think to follow, but his paws guided him past the border of the maplewood with a natural hunger burning in his gut. It took him hours, but he followed her trail to the plains bordering the Rise. Finding Tavi settled by a tree, Reek froze to the spot and watched for a moment - the bug far from his mind - before making a relaxed and playful approach with tail wagging lax behind him.