Larksong Grotto Well.....shit

Her reassurance made him less angry, his shoulders slumped in relaxation. His crude expression turned into a soft smile, his tail began to wag. "Thanks, Jhala" he said, thankful to have a friend like her around. Sadly, this would change in the future when he would ruin it for them both.

She was right in the sense that Reek was a good wolf. He wouldn't plan on doing anything stupid or thoughtless to the pack so that at least made Skeet feel okay in the pack. He just still wasn't sure if the religious pack was for him. However, he wouldn't draw the line just yet. That could happen another time, for now, he just wanted to spend time with his friend. "Yeah, he's a good guy, a good leader too. I just hope this new religion won't take Reek away from us." The last thing Skeet wanted was for the old Reek to leave and be replaced with a religious priest who shoved prayers down others throats.