Larksong Grotto Gucci

!! yeee, we love Reek. he's welcome to hobble in and join the chaos or just chillax.  

The scent of her alpha had wafted nearby, but the girl didn't see him right away and therefore assumed he was either a safe distance away or far off-- she had no way of telling. Jhala continued forward, her ears flicking as she carefully set down her paws. She looked more feline than she did canine in her way of moving, but she felt so exposed in the grotto she really had no other choice-- crouch down and pray for cover. There was a small opening in the green grass, one that the dark gamma could see clearly through. 

The group of dumbass fowl honked and waddled around in the clearing, the tall grass appearing to cage them in. She moved forward still, picking out the best candidates for meal time. She opted for a pair that were edging the grass, gossiping stupidly about geese stuff. She licked her lips impatiently, launching herself from the grass towards the pair, her teeth meeting flesh. The birds began to scwabble and flap frantically-- but began to fly immediately.