Stavanger Bay i'm a traitor to your flesh, in a stone

caiaphas delighted to know that the youthful thing she had once escorted back home had ties here -- but it did not lift the dark thoughts from her mind. wolves were wicked, and she was no exception -- with lasher dead, it occurred to caiaphas that deirdre's safety may be compromised. w

the coywolf asked caiaphas for her name -- she flicked a torn ear in her direction, noticing the faintly veiled suggestion in the careful way in which doe phrased her words. caiaphas was a liar -- and as such, did not find the threat particularly compelling -- but her interest in lasher's child kept her in line.

"caiaphas." she said, finding it strange to articulate her name -- as if by speaking it into the world she was assigning it some great and marvelous meaning. but it was just her; it had no meaning.

"siren queen of the nereides -- and now, alpha of saltwinter, the pack that claims ankyra sound."