Larksong Grotto Requiem For A Dream

Although the man never finished his sentence, he had paused at most trusted. The words warmed every inch of Jhala, and she held back from leaping into her alpha with excitement. Maybe the Grotto was the best decision for her, she felt better and more useful each day-- it felt more like home each day. Her tail wagged behind her, and her head raised slightly as he introduced her, a smile growing on her lips. The warm, amber gaze of the yearling fell onto Reek, studying him with a large amount of respect. The man then left, and she watched him as he went before she turned to Lilac. 

"Hiya," she greeted, her voice deep but smooth like honey. "'m Jhala-- Gamma of the grotto. It's cool to meet ya," she introduced, repeating a decent bit of what Reek had already said. "That was Reek-- he's the alpha. Real cool guy," she added in, tail wagging.