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caiaphas irl

as the male clarified the word that had caused the coywolf consternation, caiaphas caught a faint hint of curiosity strike her. he was clearly seaborne -- but she had not realized there were wolves beyond themiscyra that claimed the salty shores as their home. if she knew how big the world truly was, perhaps she would have felt stupid -- needless to say, she was unaware of her ignorance and instead chose to coldly scowl at the male as he asked an inquiry she was certain she was not thrilled to divulge. why did he need to know? a shiftless expression darkened her coal-black countenance as she heightened her posture. ever the weasel, the little crow deflected the question with an inquiry of her own. "who's asking?"