Ankyra Sound i mean like a goddamn marching band

The name gave her a pause, and she went to shake her head, only to realize that the expression wasn't quite accurate. "I don't. . .know what that is," she admitted, sheepish. "A mountain? A river?" It sounded formidable, whatever it was.

Now, the next query had her head shaking. "They all died from the illness or fled," Lily said, with a shiver of revulsion. She was sure the smell of cat piss would be in her nostrils for as long as she lived; she couldn't shake it. Did she still smell? This mildly horrifying thought crossed her mind, and she resisted the urge to bend her chin to her chest and inhale.

"There's no other choice," she agreed. "We just need somewhere safe, and big enough to support children. We have many."