Dawnlark Plains The ashtray says you were up all night

... hm.

It was fine, the dark Beta had decided even earlier that morning. Anwyl had probably just changed his mind and left. It was probably her fault, but there was no reason to be sad about it. She didn't think she was the most handsome of all girls out there, and even though she was well-grown she just assumed that he had found someone better. She'd come to terms with the fact that he probably wasn't coming back, and was fine. They were both young and easily impressionable- she'd move on quickly. Underneath, lied a sad, confused, and worrisome young girl, but she did her best to push her emotions aside.

In an effort to free herself from such negative thoughts, Jhala walked silently out of the territory the previous day and was now merely exploring. She wasn't really sure where she was other than East of the mountain range. She'd past through the old RJ territory, and now was in some sort of valley. 

Soon, she stopped. A scent swirled around her and the girl became alert. Her ears perked and her head lowered, her tail held stiffly behind her. She could just barely hear the gentle crunch of grass as someone walked through it, and turned to see a dark man making his way through it not too far off. She stood still as she watched him, unsure if she was safe.