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While Reek knew Skeet's comment was meant in jest and that no implication between him and Tavi stood behind it, little could stop the creeping sense of jealousy the wormed it's way into Reek's gut. It started like a whisper— a cold wind that spread over his body and through his extremities. Against Reek's conscious will, his playful expression faltered and he stared back at Skeet, features like stone. Much like the land he had claimed, Reek felt (perhaps wrongly) that his claim over Tavi was comparable. After all, he was the alpha male and she his alpha female. Like Jhala's comment from a previous encounter, that was simply how things worked.

After a moment of stone-face weakness, Reek regained his composure and forced himself to laugh from behind an awkward grimace. "You're gonna have to impress me too Skeet," he jabbed playfully, but in a way he was completely serious. "I ain't one for giving no free rides."

Then, putting the awkwardness he felt behind him, Reek dipped down into a play bow to test his subordinates skill in a spar.