Ankyra Sound And I'm not wearing trainers

The cool darkness of the grotto wasn't much more welcoming than the open strand, but at least there was no biting wind. She slunk across the wide cavern to the far side of the faint blue pool—as far from Caiaphas' domain as possible—and plunked herself down on the hard earth. She spent several moments grooming her forelegs and chest to coax warmth into them before she curled up, tucked her nose under her still-wet tail, and fell into a doze.