Ankyra Sound took it all back

caiaphas curled her lip at the reveal this second arrille was possibly at blackfeather. a pack the siren queen mustered great disdain for, seeing how their silver-tongued and fickle dark queen had failed to come to the sound's aid during war. for that, caiaphas would always resent the forest. and she was never one to let a grudge die.

not without the begrudged dying first, anyway.

she looked from the pool to the youth, struck again by how much he resembled his father. even at such a young age -- it was the eyes, she decided. "blackfeather? it so happens there is a tunnel - one we took years ago during the duskfire glacier war -- that goes a good bit of a ways into the valley, and the woods are not far off from its end." she paused, considering the journey. she was stupidly impulsive like that -- and contrary like that -- she thrived on conflict particularly if it was instigated on her behalf. "would you like to see him again?"