Larksong Grotto for the time is near

While Vuk had not given Reek a verbal reply, he could see her reaction written across her face. Brining the Seer to the grotto was not a popular decision, but it was one Reek believed to be made with the greater good in mind. He needed to be fixed. He could not lead these wolves so broken, not any longer -- and for that, Reek needed the healing Raas provided. The Seer, she was willing to help Reek rise from the ashes, and in turn, she could help the rest of the pack see the same healing that Raas could freely give. Vuk would see the light eventually, thought Reek, and so would Seff.

The pup inched closer as Reek layed crouched. A rare, happy smile played across Reek's face. It was one that hadn't graced his features in what felt like ages, but he couldn't help himself as the pup reached out to touch his face and rocket away into hiding. Having shared his home with Vuk and Seff for so long, they felt like Reek's own family -- and the boy, his own flesh and blood. Tangible, unlike his own living child.

"You are so loved," said Reek as the child peeped around his mother's leg. Being so young, speech was probably lost on him, but Reek hoped his warm tone would carry his message across.