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a howl burst forth on the cold and lonely wind -- a howl that summoned for arrille. caiaphas stopped from her workings in the grotto, and listened silently as the last thrumming echoes rebounded feebly down the endless tunnels.

she would be a fool to miss this, and with quick steps, broke from the grotto to the wind-whipped strand. the cold affronted her immediately and she scuttled quickly towards the group, ignoring all save for the she-wolf that had demanded arrille's presence. with a hiss she suddenly changed her posture -- her hackles rifled wildly along her back and lent her six inches worth of height, and her tail curved confidently over her haunches as she stalked down arrile with a surprisingly savage snarl. "stand the fuck down," she hissed, lunging for the bridge of his muzzle to teach him appropriate subordination. unlike chusi and nyx -- even unlike lycaon's feeble brother -- arrille was the only wolf to not sufficiently demonstrate his station in front of the leader.