Ankyra Sound gone gone gone

she studied her newfound comrade, her eyes wandering without shyness. she noted the woeful pitch of shego's spine, raised and angular like some battleworn pallisade. the lackluster film of her coarse coat. caiaphas examined her own sleek leg, and in contrast, suddenly felt quite good about herself.

she was surprised that shego did not leave once she had drank her fill.  caiapahas cast about for some sort of icebreaker but her wit and tongue failed her -- instead she looked sullenly down the stream. eventually she stirred into conversation, her gaze lifting to shego's to see if the female registered what she was saying. "not too many packs here. lots of food on the shore. you familiar with the area?" she was guessing the flotsam-coywolf was likely not, considering her arrival had been only minutes before by wave-wash.