Larksong Grotto Ray Bans

As Reek rounded his beta's side, accepting a brief moment of contact from her muzzle, he mustered a weak smile. The flickering light behind his eyes however, remained dull, empty, and sad. Vuk's rejection and this growing, lonely feeling still hung heavy in Reek's mind -- fettering him to the ground like a pocket-full of rocks. He was damaged beyond repair, he figured. Unfixable, but perhaps a full stomach would be a step in the right direction.

And so, the grip of the lingering depression that wrapped itself around Reek slackened with the opportunity to hunt that presented itself. The mind of the Grotto's Patriarch kicked into high gear with possible scenarios— and as Jhala carefully weighed her options, Reek turned his head to speak. "Think we should rush 'em?" He asked in a hushed whisper.

It's a bold strategy, Cotton. Let's see how it plays out for 'em.