Ankyra Sound Searching for the Alpha

caiaphas listened as the woman explained herself -- she cast a yellow eye along her dark charcoal pelt, down to the tin ticking that blemished her muzzle. the female mentioned she knew of vlad -- caiaphas was always pleasantly surprised by the russian's precocious fluttering from wolf to wolf, and it was that piece of knowledge that delivered kelina from being turned away right then and there from saltwinter. in caiaphas' mind, any wolf that went through vlad had some sort of thing to offer the sound. "saltwinter is open to those who are worthy." the siren supplied with an insufferable air of importance. "what worthiness do you bring the sound?"