The Grand Vicar moves through the territory with her shoulders squared and her head high. Her new title was nothing she was proud of-- she felt that Beta more accurately described her job-- but she still wore her rank with pride. She was Reek's secondhand, and she'd do all she could to keep him happy. 

As she walks, she catches wind of a male who she does not know, and begins to move towards him. Her ears perk and her head lowers to sniff at the ground, but it raises when she has herself pointed in the right direction. When she sees him, she speeds up to catch him-- it looks like he's headed towards the water-- and she lets out a chuff to call his attention. Her posture straightens once again.

Priest? of Daystar? Did that mean that was some sort of rank here? Was he part of the Grotto? She stares at him as she tries to decide, but it hopefully it doesn't register that she is confused. "I am Jhala," she finally says. "Grand Vicar of the Grotto." She does not work for any Daystar, and therefore doesn't make any comment on such-- whoever it was.

"Did Reek let you in?" she asks, her head cocking to the side. She doesn't bother using his name-- it seems stupid to her. For the moment she forgot that others wouldn't know him by his old name.

She pauses as he quickly lowers himself. Perhaps her title will never hold as much meaning to her as Beta did, but it seems to register with this man-- so she accepts it. Her head then tilts as he speaks, and she shakes her head. "Whoops-- right, yeah... I respect his uh--" she hesitates to continue, forgetting exactly what it was Reek had done, "--moral cleansing, and-- uh-- conversion, and stuff-- but he'll always be Reek to me," she finishs, her explaination somewhat rocky. 

She glances to the lake, her tail wagging. "Yeah? The Grotto is great-- you'll like it here," she tells him, her lips curved into a sweet smile. "Who was your follower, by the way?" she asks, turning back towards Phares.

"Nine," she replies quickly, not skipping a beat. "Including you." As Beta-- or Grand Vicar, now-- it was her job to keep up with the pack, and keep up with it she had. "There's Re--Hiram, Me, Kesheph, Terich, Vuk, Lilac, and then you and Nova Rose," she tells him, feeling that's an easy way to inform him of the pack. "Vuk and Terich have a kid too-- his name is Seff," she adds, her ears perking with childish excitement. "He's real cute," she tells him, her tail wagging. 

"Yes," Jhala says proudly, her chest puffing out. "I came to him when he was first starting this pack, and have stayed loyal to him through everything," she tells Phares with a flick of her tail. "A lot of wolves left the pack when Reek became Hiram and began to speak the word of Daystar, but I stayed," she adds, remembering Zaavier and-- with a heavy heart-- Skeet. She wondered if this would mean anything to this Phares character, but didn't really care. Reek was her leader, she wanted everyone to know just how loyal she was to him.

"Heathens and the flat out stupid," Jhala adds with a twinge of frustration. Heathens was such a rude term-- not believing in a god shouldn't put you on a separate level from everyone else... believing in one shouldn't put you on a pedestal. Phares was just like the Seer, maybe even worse-- and she only had more sucking up to do... at least now she was above him, disrespect wouldn't be as big of an issue.

She smiles nonetheless, her tail waving. "I serve the Daystar as I do Hiram-- endlessly," she reassures him, eyes glinting with pride-- though it was only for Reek. "I hope you'll continue to do the same... keep the Daystar's light shining brightly on our humble pack."

With a glance away, anger piling inside her chest, her throat beginning to burn. "I'm gonna keep doin' some rounds. I'll see you around, Phares," she says with a smile, dipping her head. Without waiting for a proper response, the dark Vicar begins her pad away-- teeth gritted.