Dawnlark Plains Wake up, you need to make money.

Here with Tavi, Reek felt like a different man. He wasn't Reek the Alpha male, Reek the husband, nor did he feel like Reek the soon-to-be father. He was something else entirely— Something much more intune with the way he used to be; jovial and free. Here, he could be Reek the Bug-Muncher and without guilt, he could spend the rest of his day rolling around in a way he hadn't since he was a pup.

They're playful romp continued for a time, but when Tavi's retaliating nips stopped, Reek's attention slowed. She rolled, and together they became a tangle of limbs, locked in each other's embrace. Reek smiled, agreeing that this was indeed nice. "I have so much fun when I'm with you," he said, gingerly burying his snout in the scruff of her neck where he then allowed his tongue to lull. The herds could come and go, Reek didn't care... he was here.