Golden Glade Let's not Shit Ourselves

reek stopped abruptly-- truthfully jhala hadn't even heard tambourine's full comment-- and jhala skidded to a halt beside him. with a light sniff to reorient herself, she stood silently beside her husband as he addressed tam. the bone tumbled to the ground, and jhala glanced around before she nudged it towards tapat, who she had heard trailing behind her. she remained standing, but protectively stood herself over her son (assuming he was too preoccupied with the bone to run off). her ears pricked as she listened, and her gaze landed on moonbrook thankfully.

in a bit of pause, jhala wanted to toss in the fact that they were wolves, it was part of life and instinct. packs got taken over all the time, and she saw no problem with it. she kept her mouth shut though.