Larksong Grotto Burn the witch

Charley, of course, couldn't help himself, couldn't help the smirk that split his muzzle in victory nor the slight chuckle deep in his chest. When he looked back to Reek from her departing silhouette, he too was following her with his eyes.... But in a much different way.  
So, Reek was only following this bitch because he wanted her then? What a shame. The brute didn't have time to question the alpha, however, as he began to finally try and explain all this to the silvertongue. His smile faded as did the laughter, trading in for a serious look towards his friend. Even if he couldn't understand what this was all about, he would give Reek the benefit of the doubt and listen to what he had to say. 
Charley didn't look at the sun, of course, but kept his carribean orbs locked onto the dark man. The SUN was a lord, a deity? He watched over them? He was ALWAYS there? Ignoring Reeks claims of peace, his own inner problems boiling up beneath him, Charley took a step towards Reek with confusion and a wildness in his eyes.
            "Is he supposed to protect us or something? Or does he find some twisted amusment in watching those he expects to serve him SUFFER? Is is plan to break us down to NOTHING and leave us there?!"
The only thing he could think of was his parents: His mother, an awful, lying, mean woman, living spoiled with suitors wooing her and taking whoever she wants whenever she wants. And his father, sweet and helpful and pure, lying six feet under the mountain, slaughtered indirectly by the cheating wife he'd adored even when she hated him. Their pups sent off in the world on their own, only just grown, turned bitter because of their mothers influence. Was Raas watching over them then? When food was impossible to come by and the twins were forced into the life their mother lived; lying and making people bend to your will?
Of course next came the memory of Reek asking Emory to come with him, leave the life they'd built with each other. Charley could come along, a second thought, but the true question had been for his sister. Would they have left him? Why didn't they?