Dawnlark Plains Wake up, you need to make money.

A low rumble from the back of Reek's throat was his only response. The corners of his mouth turned upward in a contented smile and he allowed his eyes to shut in the comfort of her embace. The powerful scent of Tavi's pheromones still guided his actions, but his body fell slack— content just to lay tangled with her for a little while. He dared not move, as to not disturb the peace between them.

He had yet to hear of Tavi's promotion, despite having spoken to Saena about it in the past. It was not uncommon for Saena to go through with something over Reek's head. In a way, Reek had the same problem. Reek's eyes opened and his expression was wraught with elation. "She did?" he asked, smiling wide. "Of course you get to boss people around! That's the only reason I took the job when I started on as beta!" Back at the Rise, making other wolves do zany tasks for no reason aside from 'I said so' had been one of Reek's favorite pastimes. Now, Tavi could do the same!

Her suggestion to mess with Esaro, Reek's (perhaps unfairly) least favorite subordinate caused him to softly chortle. "I'm sure we'll have ample chance and a lot of fun making Esaro our own personal butt-monkey!"