let me see through your eyes, where there's so much life

the sylph watched as the tension rose palpable between the trio -- and she, entirely culpable for its heady existence. but alongside the rigidity that suspended the air there was a balance of confusion to it -- a strangeness that caused saena's hackles to softly yet visibly rise.

caiaphas, woeful thing that she was, wanted no part of a physical confrontation. and it showed rigorously in her presentation - the way her rough fur lay flat, the way her muzzle never challenged the height of the alpha pair's own. "there is no catch." she answered with sharp finality. she did not want unaffiliated strangers patrolling what she felt was her beach -- but reek and his followers? they were an intrusion she would gladly tolerate.