Northstar Vale Wipe the blood out of our eyes

Reyson dipped his muzzle down. True enough, but I don't like not keeping them.

Reyson didn't blame the wolf. He hadn't known him well either. They hadn't even spoken. He had seen him from a distance, but Reyson had stayed to himself very much so. He could count on one hand how many wolves he had spoken to in Mereo actually. Other than the ones he brought to the pack.

Reyson smiled at teh mention of the female. And a brief flare of happiness lit his insides at the thought of both Maxim and Towhee. He should seek them out again. Her season should be over soon, he hoped. So it wasn't uncomfortable.

That she is. Reyson smiled at the mere mention of the little healer. She was mad at him and he had a reckoning coming, but he was optimistic that they could work it out he hoped.

He dipped his head. I appreciate you lending an ear none the less.