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caiaphas considered the stranger's offer -- it was true, they needed bodies and they needed food. caiaphas herself was particularly fond of food -- unfortunately, this predilection made her easy to sway. she appreciated if nothing else that the male seemed coldly cordial -- he would fit in just fine among the icy rogues that collectively made up saltwinter.

"can you hunt crabs? seals?" she looked to vlad slyly, hoping he would catch on to the quiet insinuation in her voice. all wolves went through initiation in most packs -- and saltwinter was no exception.