Larksong Grotto Burn the witch

Like Kesheph, Reek noticed the distrust -- the skepticism -- in Charley's incredulous response. He found the lack of trust disheartening, especially coming from the wolf he had once considered to be his best friend. Perhaps he needed the healing of Raas as well. Kesheph could show him the way and the healing light of the Daystar, Reek was sure. He turned his gaze back to the seer and whispered in response, "He will come 'round." He just needed to be shown how broken he was -- how much he needed the light of the divine to purge the corruption from his heart. "Once he sees the healing Raas will bring, he will know."

As she slipped into Reek's flank, he turned his attention back to his packmate/friend. "Brother," he began, voice barren of all hostility. "You should be mindful of your tone around your alpha female." Reek let his statement linger for a moment before turning his neck to brush his face against the Seer. He had assumed she would take the mantle of leadership to help guide the pack spiritually as she brought them into the light. The position was hers if the Seer was willing.