Phoenix Maplewood California One/The Youth and Beauty Brigade

For anyone!

Despite Reek's elevated spirits, a deeply unsetteling feeling had settled in furthermost reaches of his gut. With this fledgling pack forming in the Emberwood, war had settled on their horizon. The threat this pack posed was far too great to ignore; if the wolves of the Maplewood simply let them be, they would ultimately starve, thus sealing their own fate with their inaction. Reek's stomach lurched at the thought. His family - his pups - would all be causalties of apathy. This simply could not be allowed to happen.

If it required war to ensure the longevity of his pack, so be it. Some things were worth fighting for, but the risk of war still soured Reek's stomach. He pushed forward and tried to sweep these thoughts under the rug as he made his way to a nearby cache. Settling in with a sigh, Reek began to unearth his lunch. Perhaps a full stomach would help quell this growing nausea.