Larksong Grotto the world looks down and frowns

The stranger spoke and a nervous flutter settled in to Reek's gut. Had he the numbers of a full pack, perhaps Reek would have reacted the same as Tavi; defensive. Reek, however, knew he could not afford a fight at the moment, especially with one as large as the stranger before them. Perhaps together with Ditty, Reek could wrangle him to the ground, but his chipper subordinate was nowhere in sight, so Reek proceeded with caution.

He rose to his feet and tuned his body to face the stranger. Inhaling his scent Reek could discern the mark of Sleeping Dragon. He was one of Thuringwethil's.  Obviously, there was no use trying to recruit him as he was already claimed. In no way did Reek wish to spur a fight, but a wolf without intention of joining was not welcome within the grotto. "This will be our claim," Reek answered, motioning with his muzzle toward Tavi. "But, if it's not your intention to stay here and join us, it would probably be best to take your information and go." Reek would sate his Warbone's curiosity for sake of the safety of his newborn claim.

Before offering a silent dismissal, however, Reek continued. "You're from the mountain," he stated, matter-of-fact and calm. "When you see Thuringwethil next, tell her I would like to speak with her." Perhaps he could kill two birds with one stone by speaking to the leader he had once established a firm report with.