Ankyra Sound give me more

A kiss of fur against the sandstone walls of the cave was the only tell that there was still someone here. Whomever had passed beyond the threshold before her still lurked in the shadows just beyond the range of her vision. Akantha cupped her ears and traced the sound with her eyes, pivoting her body slowly to face it with each new sound. There was a rasp of snow-chapped paws against the ground followed by a voice that spoke in the language of her people. Akantha froze, and she flexed her paws against the stone to test her grip. 

She took a tenative step further into the cave and lifted her tail in a graceful arc above her back. The Siren Matriarch breathed in and replied in a clear voice: "To find you." There was no fear in her voice, though the wolf that lurked in the shadows promised consequence for her actions. She welcomed it if only to prove her worth. Akantha settled her chin, covering her throat, and continued with a softer tone. "You know our language. How?" She asked the shadows, eyes still searching the darkness for signs of movement.

The Amazon shifted, and her claws scraped against the stone.