Ankyra Sound Orphaned Prince

if there was a pack caiaphas despised more than duskfire, it was those feckless, traitorous blackfeather wolves. her countenance soured as she thought back on meldresi, fat with pups and just stupid. whether the female's intelligence was warranted such an opinion, caiaphas was hardly an unbiased contributor -- far as she was concerned, blackfeather had permanently earned a spot on her kill list for failing to honor their end of the deal in the duskfire war.

the pup seemed ready to go, and caiaphas was nursing her thoughts. she didn't know any wolves that looked like kjalarr other than this one before her. "where are you from again, little one?"