Sunset Valley her hands know violence but there is a different dream in her heart

Jhala frowns, but shrugs slowly. "Damn, alllright I guess-- suit yourself, or whatever," she says, her gaze shifting between the three wolves. For a moment she hesitates to leave, unsure if she should head back or keep moving forward. Just so she wouldn't be going in the same direction, she decides to move forward-- turn back later. "Be safe, nice meeting you people," she adds, dipping her head. Without another word, she begins to pad past them, once again contemplating life at the Grotto.