Larksong Grotto I will see you in the next life

Jhala returns his nudge of farewell, and as he turns and leaves she lets out a long sigh, plopping her rump on the ground and staring for a little while. She's not positive if life in the grotto will be different-- surely not-- the pack was peaceful. A cult, maybe, but peaceful. All would be well, she just needed to guard to borders. 

Guard the borders. That she could do. When Reek's dark form had disappeared from sight, the dark Vicar stood and began to walk along the borders.