a thousand teeth, and yours among them

With a smooth stride, Caiaphas left Cara's company -- though not before she was certain she heard a rejoinder spat upon her receding backside. She cupped a singular ear back as if to catch any further insult -- yet none came. Ambling, the coywolf took up a jaunty trot.

She made off in the direction of the stony keep, assuring that if Cara witnessed her departure she would not detect her true denomination. Once she was well out of any sense's detection she slipped slyly back in the direction of the Sound, eager to be home after such a hiatus.