Ankyra Sound dinner at deviant's palace

a sound soft as a hum rolled across the cresting waves, a gentle melody that commanded caiaphas' attention. her slender ears pulled forth as she differentiated from the thrum of the sea the source of the sound: lasher.

she picked up a trot down the panning shelf of the cliffs, towards the exit of the sound where the boulders tumbled brokenly into whitewashed sea. offering little in way of greeting she slowed once she was near enough to meet the murkwater glow of his gaze, wondering if he carried with him still the bitter sting of their last encounter.