Ankyra Sound Winter Arrival

sorry for the wait.. the holidays are so busy for me sometimes >:(

caiaphas appreciated the honesty of noel's claims -- it took a certain bravery to admit where one's knowledge fell short. caiaphas was not so noble, nor so honest -- and she had no inclination of revealing her poor understanding of the vegetative world. of kelp, she knew some -- she knew which fronds were bitter, which toxic -- she knew which to supply to a wound and which to avoid, yet beyond that she knew not their names. only their purpose.

noel's compliment was ignored, though not deliberately -- caiaphas felt the pull of the grotto sound in her and a weariness compelled her to make her exit. "make yourself at home." the siren said -- with a dull dip of her muzzle she would then retreat to her stone-laden chambers, eager to sleep in the cold bask of the flowstone.