Porcupine Ridge munchiez

Jhala was pleased to see the girl join her, and her tail thumped against the ground. Almost subconsciously, the dark beta made sure to stuff the dead creature in her mouth before Vuk did- it was a sign of dominance, regardless of how graceless it was. Munching happily on the limp thing, the girl found herself watching the pale wolf with curiosity. "You're quiet," she commented, but her tail wagged behind her and her amber eyes showed nothing but the warmth they usually held. "I kinda like it. The other Beta is quiet too- but I don't think he even understands anyone," she began. Surely this wolf wanted to hold a conversation right? Maybe she just didn't have the means to- or the confidence.

With a quick tilt of her head. "Whaddya think of him? I think he's pretty handsome," she revealed. Her question wasn't one that requested a true answer- if the girl could speak then Jhala would listen, but if not a simple head motion would do.