Ankyra Sound i swapped contact with reality for a country house

the wraith hung back, little head lowered -- the baleful glare of her eyes set upon the shadowed form of lusca. in great deliberation the wretch scuttled sideways across the path as lusca came down towards her with her voice echoing off the cavern walls in dim repetition, her paws light and flitting across the flowstone. as lusca came close the waif brandished the entire of her unwieldy weight towards lusca's flanks in the hopes of offsetting her balance and sending her tumbling down the slender corridor. in an effort to block lusca's escape she flurried down after her, gums peeled and hackles stirring along her bony spine not unlike a vulture's. if all went accordingly, little timmy would be pushed down the well -- and caiaphas would have a new supplicant to torment.