Ankyra Sound i swapped contact with reality for a country house

a gleeful snigger threatened to destroy caiaphas' constrained composure as she heard lusca yell sharply into the blackness, her voice thundering down the moss-gilded cavern into interminable dark. as lusca's voice rebounded caiaphas used the noisy succession to move her position once more, drawing further down into the cold reach of the tunnel. it was almost entirely dark now -- not even her keen, cave-worn eyes could pry much from the enveloping darkness.

she was not too concerned about the skitter of her claws, which would quickly betray her location -- for lusca's voice still clamored, alarmist as it ripped down tunnels that were wholly accustomed to silence. lusca would be able to detect her movement, and maybe even follow -- but for now caiaphas waited, calculating her ambush of the overtly curious wolf if she strayed too close.