Ankyra Sound homing signal among stars

she hated the forests but she was there all the same, bent between tall thin figures of pale ash and the enormous boughs of chestnut sequoia. even in the winter where the cold stripped the world of its lushness the forest thrived; the sequoias may have been grimly naked but the smaller denizens of the forest were in silvery-green bloom. blue-green firs weighed down by snow. thick brown brambles with bright crimson berries in their prickly fold.

caiaphas made her way along the perimeter, contributing her own markings intermittently as she went. the borders were fairly well reinforced and the sylph turned her attention inward where the dark silhouette of a wolf flittered through the pale morning rays.

she stopped and regarded the figure silently; the glare was too intense for her to make out the soft cardinal of her fur, or the sharpness of her features. quietly she walked towards the woman, her mien composed and footsteps unhurried.