Larksong Grotto Standing still in your past

He need not have called out, because she had not gotten far herself. Tavi had left Reek with the rival Alpha and sought out the grotto, but she found the more she moved the more discomfort she felt. Eventually her purposeful escape had become a meandering one, and then she had stopped and taken solace in the look and feel of the territory rather than how she felt about it. She was staring off a ledge when the loud summons rang out behind her, and with a tsk, tried to make up her mind on what to do next. Ignore him? Go to him? Reek was probably in quite a lot of pain — but so was Tavi, and her anger won out in the end.

She didn't respond to his howl nor did she turn to meet him, not yet. It took her a lengthy twenty minutes just to work up the nerve to turn around, and then another half hour to find her way to him. When she came upon his resting figure, her anger had only partially abated. Her eyes settled upon him and the sensation flared up again, tempered by her raging hormones and the desperation of a soon-to-be mother versus things outside of her control.

Tavi did not get too close — she regarded Reek as if he were a new recruit vying for her approval, but she knew better than to think he cared about her opinions at this point. What, Reek. What do you want.