Larksong Grotto With apple blossom in her hair

Jhala felt sorry for Indra almost immediately, and though she couldn't relate to the whole mother-daughter deal, she could see what was going on. She stared across the border at the stranger, her feet dragging her forwards-- closer and closer to her husband. She stopped still a bit off, closer to the scene but not close enough to intervene. With narrowed, amber eyes she watched, trying to decide if this was worth her energy-- and who all these wolves were. The one was his ex-mate-- Seana, he called her-- and truthfully she felt a twinge of jealousy, but the other two were complete strangers. 

She stood silently and stared, unsure what would happen.