Ankyra Sound i cannot believe someone froze my apples

o jesus fudge who took the jam out of ur donut

she had grown accustomed to her children's constant movement, their midnight stirrings and their pre-dawn cries. for the most part, she tuned them out -- as any good mother would do. occasionally, she found herself rearranging a cub, or grooming one until it fell asleep.

not today, however -- she was sound asleep, laid out like a felled bison with her ribcage's subtle rise and fall the only sign she still walked the realm of the living. it was a good sleep too -- until a demonic scream echoed sharply down the cavern.

jolting upright, caiaphas shifted onto her belly and turned her eyes to the offender: a malcontent, disturbed rhakios. for a moment she just stared at him, wondering if her lack of activity would elicit anymore screaming activities.