Ankyra Sound i knew what my witches knew

caiaphas did not notice the flush to lasher's dark countenance, nor the longing that stirred in his frame -- she was far too intoward and fixated on devouring the rabbit and an ungodly pace. it had been some time since she sampled the flesh of an inlander --her diet now was largely carrion thrown from the sea.

the news lasher bore was digested in a slower manner than the rabbit. she paused a moment, wondering of where exactly "a few miles south" was. but nonetheless she smiled wrly, an impish expression stealing across her dark muzzle. "and here i thought last we spoke you would remain firmly tethered to the call of the terrane." an ear flicked back as she licked her bloodied gums. she wished to tease him further, but knew should he enact upon her coyness she would be well out of her element.

"your pack would likely not encroach upon myself -- it is just me on this stretch of the shore.. but what about stavanger? there is no other coastal pack i know of besides them, though i recall their range was quite large. what urged you to move?" she paused for breath as she was somewhat taken aback by the hoarseness of her voice. solidarity did a great many evils to those that endured it, and among its disadvantages was a loss in one's fluency in conversation.