Sunset Valley adventure time

Somehow, Reek found it easy to hide his inner turmoil. Typically, he wore his emotions for all to see, but losing his family made Reek numb and mostly empty feeling. The lack of feeling was far easier to ignore than outright pain. He could shove it away and carry on. Perhaps Reek could wear a mask: his smile sufficed. The other wolf's attention was successfully garnered, Reek could tell by his expression— the sharp, coyote-like features that stared back at him.

The stranger's response was friendly and Reek couldn't help but feel a bit of relief. Accepting members into the Maplewood when it was already established was an easy thin, but drawing wolves in to start something new— that was another beast entirely. He couldn't be snippy or selective... Reek would have to sell himself, but with receptive company it couldn't be too bad. The lingering tension in Reek's limber muscles finally relaxed. "Well hello there!" Reek shouted back to the newly introduced wolf.

Reek bounded toward the coywolf in a friendly manner, closing the gap between them. "Whatcha doing so far north? We don't get many wanderers up her." Of course, there was no we anymore. Reek had simply grown accustomed to referring to himself as a part of the Maplewood. "I'm Reek— Reek Redtail," he added, formally introducing himself.