Larksong Grotto Well.....shit

She came along, and skeet forced himself to give her a crooked smile. He was happy to know at least one wolf was sane in the pack besides himself.

"hey Jhala" he said, motioning her to come over and sit with him. His large jaws released a tired yawn, glossy eyes staring at the barren land before him.

he took his eyes back to the beta. "Have you heard about this new religion shit Reek is all about?" He asked tiredly, wondering what her answer would be. Jhala didn't seem to be one for stuff like religion, Skeet didn't read her that way. Maybe she was, and Skeet just wasn't picking up on it.