Larksong Grotto Red Eyed and Blue

While she approached, Reek remained still. With lifted leg now settled beside him, Reek stood proud and tall. His claim may have been new, but it did not make it any less legitimate. The grotto was his... and by the power of his urine, all in the area (or, within smelling distance) would know that it was rightfully owned.  

Things were starting to fall into place. With a prospective joiner on his border, Reek felt as if he was back at the Maplewood; head man in charge once again, but that was not the case and the thought made him sad. This grotto would be something new entirely. "Right you are," he said, regarding the stranger with a smile. "I just started marking." Soon, when the entire border was covered with his scent and wolves filled his ranks, his preasence in the north would be solidified.

"I'm Reek." He shot the stranger a friendly nod. "And you are?"