Ankyra Sound holla holla

rip lusca. hey i found a gif of her when vlad offers him his vietnoodle

despite not boasting the keenest of wit, caiaphas could identify disgruntlement when she saw it. vlad lacked his usual boisterousness -- and she was certain her little jab had done little to bolster his spirits. she frowned, her attention drawn on lusca, who had set about a great deal of clamoring objections. she resembled a disturbed grouse, her pelt practically upright in outrage.

unfortunately, the little black waif would find no sympathy in caiaphas -- instead, she gave her comrade a wink, a slow smile spreading across her narrow muzzle. "she is yours, a present from me to you, comrade." by now her smile had become a tooth-bearing grin, and she awaited the squawking protest from lusca.