Ankyra Sound it comes and goes in waves

last for me also :D

The divide set nicely in Rosalyn's vision; she and Lusca on one side, the irate queen on the other.  She took a wicked delight in Caiaphas' apparent mood swing and, though she did not know if the other saw friend or foe in her, took the opportunity to back the woman's barbs.  It was an unpassable chance.

"I've had a cousin or two.  Regrettable thing, but there's always a few in a bloodline." She said with a conspiratorial lilt, inwardly crowing in delight when the alpha stalked away in a huff.  Vlad may share Caiaphas' disdain for the captive, but Rosalyn saw instead a possible ally if she played it right. 

"Charmed.  Perhaps this place has some merit after all." Roz gave a final, distinctively catlike grin before flipping her tail in farewell.  Purpose solidified now in the slight twinges of hunger that hit - perhaps Vlad would have a morsel or two for her by now.  She stepped off, but her expression remained satisfied: trying to cultivate a connection or two in this new place couldn't go amiss.