Ankyra Sound we live through scars this time

Lusca eyed Maude warily, the saltiness in her manner diminishing somewhat when the wolf admitted to putting her on. "Surely not." She said, slowly returning to the task of nesting. Maude continued to speak, but the little drudge couldn't uphold her end of responsibility as recipient; the way she was addressed as mate and matey vexed her, and finally she snapped her head up from behind a felled sequoia. "What do you want? Why did Caiaphas make you come find me?"