Ankyra Sound i took it to the right man

@Alarian

it was cold and stormy when caiaphas got back to the grotto, her fur stiff with salt and a dead crab caught in her jaws. she had spent the morning canvassing the sound; it was her great and eminent displeasure to learn a pack resided on the cliffs above.

doubtless, they likely could see any ankyrian resident from their vantage, but caiaphas had the last laugh -- for there was no accessible way down from the cliffs, and any wolf stupid enough to try would surely have a date with death.

rather than enter the grotto, caiaphas hung around the rim - she settled into the sand and started to pluck from the crab's body each leg with rapacious glee.