Dawnlark Plains The ashtray says you were up all night

He retracted his statement, claiming perhaps she couldn't help him. Jhala's head tilted, somewhat confused, until he continued on. Her ears perked with interest as he mentioned a new pack, her shoulders rolling as thought consumed her. "Lark song Grotto?" she repeated, watching him calmly. "Where is that?" the girl asked, finding herself placing her rump on the ground. She sat before him, her amber gaze studying his responses.