Ankyra Sound Where the wild things are

it pleased caiaphas to learn the wolf slancio brought her was not without manners; if anything, the bloodied thing had a most pleasingly humble air. inwardly the siren queen wondered if it was all a guise; a masterful ruse in which to lull strangers into believing her trustworthy. if that was the case, then what was the blood for? caiaphas did not hide her blatant inspection of the wolf, though it was not done with hostility.

slancio had made his departure, and the two females were left alone, their long shadows cast against the unending sand. caiaphas lifted her blackened muzzle, having finished studying the creature. "i hope you're as good a fisher as a talker; there is no food here." she did not mean saltwinter exclusively, though she suspected the female intelligent enough to draw her own conclusion from her statement. "what's with the blood?"