Larksong Grotto Request

Everyone had some way of making themselves useful within the setting of a pack. There were wolves whom Reek deemed utterly useless, but they were few and far between. The potential recruit mentioned her ability to hunt small game. Reek nodded and wondered if that would be her niche among among them. "Okay," he said, nodding his head.

Being the man he was, Reek desired some form of proof. Having been somewhat of a bull-shitter for most of his life, Reek knew sometimes talk was cheep. Her claims would have to be backed up by action. "There are some rabbit warrens north of here," he said, shrugging his shoulders forward. "I can lead you there... and if you can catch me a rabbit, I'll let you stay." It seemed a fair trade: Food in trade for foster. "Deal?" he asked.