The Grotto was calm, it was a change that the young girl really appreciated. She'd met a handful of wolves, each she found she didn't mind. Reek was probably her favorite, mostly because they spoke with similar dialects and (to an extremely impressionable yearling) she found him charming. Not really attractive, she wouldn't say that much, but he wasn't all work no play. He was kind and appeared generous to her, and she respected him. Taggarik was more work than he was play, and Jhala felt she connected more with her new Alpha. 

She wandered aimlessly, following a few trails of wolves or prey but always growing distracted. It was just one of those days, she supposed. Jhala found nothing worth pursuing but had no desire to stop and settle. So she moved forward, her mind floating with her thoughts.

There was a moment where she was completely filled with thoughts and nothing but her own thoughts- but said moment did not last long. A call interrupted her inner peace (or unnecessary worrying), leaving the girl to freeze and turn to see where the call came from. She saw a male, dusty looking but friendly enough. She stared after him for a minute before she decided to make any movements towards him. He'd already caught up, for the most part, her standing and reabsorbing the world had taken up a bit of time. She greeted him with a friendly tail wag and a smile, but a step back as well. "Hiya," she woofed, head cocking to her right. "I'm Jhala," the dark girl greeted.

"Sure," she replied cooly, somewhat excited to have someone to decide what to do with- unless walking was all they would do. Skeet was an odd name. She felt like she knew it as some sort of profanity from her old pack, but she couldn't quite remember how it was use or what it meant- so she made no comment of it. Part of her did however want to ask what it was, or if it was short for Mosquito, but she once again opted to make no comment. 

"What were you doin'?" she asked the male, her head cocking to the side as her long legs began to move forward again. Her amber eyes turned to face him, the sun glinting and warming their color.

The girl shook her head, "Nope," she answered, the 'p' popping with a more feminine manner than she usually had. "I was just walking, it's been a really quiet day," she added, her tail wagging a little bit.

The pair continued on, and Jhala's ears cupped forward as she remained alert in the territory. "So- you wanna tell me about yourself or somethin'?" she asked, not great with conversations but at least making an attempt to start one. She looked to the other with a smile, her head cocked slightly as she waited for him to say something. He was handsome enough, a bit goofy maybe, but she found him friendly. 

Ears perking, Jhala nodded with interest. She didn't have siblings, the two she was supposed to have died of natural causes- she didn't even remember them. The dark Epsilon shrugged, giving a brief smile. "I don't think there's much to know- no family, or anythin' like that," she told the other, amber gaze turning to the ground. She stepped over a stray log gracefully- enough anyway- her large paws thudding back against the ground. Her gaze raised to the blue ocean of a sky above them, clouds foaming throughout like crashing waves, and she studied it briefly. 

"I came from Porcupine Ridge- a pack just over the mountains back there," she told him, smiling a little at the friendly male.

The girl's ears flicked, flattening for a moment. "Don't think I was wanted," she admitted quietly, shrugging. She wouldn't go into detail unless he asked, she was trying to shove it far back into her mind. "Change of scenery, I guess," she finally added, hoping that was relative enough to her answer. Maybe he wouldn't dive deep enough into it -- or maybe he would, she didn't know. 

"What brought you to the Grotto?" she then asked him, turning the conversation back to him. He seemed much more interesting. 

The girl blushed a little bit at his comment, giving him a smile. She wanted to ask why he thought that, but she kind of figured it was just something to say to someone as reassurance -- he didn't know her well enough to actually think that. 

He answered her question, and she nodded along curiously. "I don't like living alone," she chimed in, head cocking to the side. "I like having a family, even if it's sorta distant-- it's been than never havin' anyone to talk to," she added. She wondered about his brother, and where he had gone off to. She didn't want to dig too far into his past, however, they really didn't know each other well. "What was his name?" was all she asked.

He changed... Jhala wasn't sure what she'd said that was so wrong but she'd effected his mood entirely. He answered, and she nodded to show that she'd heard, but quickly shook her head afterwards. "You don't have to talk about it-- I can tell that it's touchy subject or whatever," she told him, offering a gentle nudge to the shoulder. It probably wasn't as reassuring as she thought it was, but she'd tried. She didn't remember her family, and almost longed to at least be in whatever situation Skeet was in. Just to be aware of having a brother or a sister... Or even a mother or a father... That was something she wished she had.

The girl smiled weakly, shrugging. "Ye-- you're right," she agreed, but really had no way of knowing this for sure. Jhala's nose twitched as she picked up the scent of a flock of geese, and she nudged her newfound friend quickly. "Wanna go huntin'?" she asked, her tail wagging as she changed the subject. She could go for something to eat, and together was always better. Without waiting for a response, the dark yearling took off, into the territory and towards some good eatin'.