Northstar Vale You're in my head it's not your fault.

The world was tightly tethered and Reyson felt it hanging there like a string. Quiet tension in the edges of the pack lands, and in the pack mates of the Vale. He didn't know what was coming, he didn't know what role he had in it. But what he did know, was there was something there. Something tangible and he didn't know what to do for the first time in his life.

There had always been a cure, there had always been a way. But now being that he had no idea what was putting him so on edge, he couldn't come up with an answer. He helped towhee to search tirelessly for Maxim. He would help the girl Valiria search for her father, no matter how much despised the man. He wouldn't keep a girl from her dad, but she needed to rest first. Recuperate. Then if she wanted his skill set, he'd help her find the man that had started this whole tail spin in motion.

Arsenio searched for Antigone and again though Reyson didn't like the boy. He helped to keep an eye out for him. Reyson was not a cruel man. he was just a stubborn and duty bound one.