Porcupine Ridge munchiez

The white girl interrupted Jhala's focus, although it was not a serious matter. She raised her head (and body) at her approach but let her tail wag in a relaxed manner- she was going to hunt, not to show her dominance over the lower ranks. She recognized her, vaguely, and although she knew the names of most of the wolves in the pack, this was not one she knew. Perhaps she'd seen her at the pack meeting Taggarik held, although she did not hear her speak. Truthfully, Jhala reminded herself that she was pretty much the only one who did speak and let the topic drop from her head.

"Afternoon," she greeted curiously, her head tilting. "I'm Jhala," she introduced, although did not ask for a name in return. It was pretty common courtesy to introduce yourself to your packmates; she assumed that the white girl would as well.

"Care to join me? I've picked up the scents of some rabbits."