Ankyra Sound it comes and goes in waves

caiaphas was unaware of the inexorably simmering glare lusca had currently ludged towards her like a spear -- and had she known, she likely would have chased after the rakish little urchin with her own set of equally savage teeth. but for now, the siren was blissfully unaware -- that was until rosalyn's voice penetrated the raspy hum of the ocean.

caiaphas swept a long ear back, though her gaze remained on the sea a moment longer. she pivoted slowly, watching as rosalyn crested the waves besides her. lusca, a good distance away, was given a stare and a slip of her tongue as if taunting ankyra's favorite captive. "it's good enough." she replied, taken aback by the cheerful demeanor of her normally surly comrade. "what's got you in such good spirits? did you drink some of lusca's soup?"