Totoka River let it spill quietly from your hands

caiaphas's eyes followed wednesday's advancement -- yet even though the she-wolf paused, there was a sort of primordial energy around her caiaphas could not ignore. she was not convinced the wolf wouldn't change her tune in a hot minute -- after all, if she was anything like the captain it would only be a matter of time before things got physical.

caiaphas kept her muzzle canted, her yellow eyes never once leaving wednesday's masculine visage. the wolf was much larger than caiaphas and she accounted for that as she broadened the radius of her circle around the wolf. "is that true?" caiaphas felt a delightful stroke of her ego flicker -- had she truly gotten that far under the wolf's skin? she hadn't gotten the impression that he had cared -- more that he had simply grown tired of her games. "what's the reward for reuniting the captain with an old friend?" caiaphas challenged the female's words carefully, a sly look overcoming her narrow features as she attempted to sleuth from the large female any tell-tale sign of guile.