Larksong Grotto Ghosts that we knew

Instead of Reek, Jhala arrives. She comes quickly and with concern, for the wolf that she smells is a pack wolf-- they reek of numerous other wolves. She stares at the stranger with curiousity, but is relieved to see that there was only one. "Hiya," she says, still eying the stranger. "Can I help you?" she asks. Her posture is tall and her broad shoulders are squared, her tail held stiffly behind her. She has to occassionally remind herself of her rank, and how Reek would feel if she didn't demand respect at the borders. She was in charge, she needed to make sure others knew that. Don't forget, Jhala, she'd tell herself.