Ankyra Sound Don't want to let you down, but I am Hell-bound.

the sea witch closed the gap between herself and nyx in bounding strides, her fur on end and her harpy-gaze wide with vitriol. that monster -- caiaphas could not wrap her mind around such an atrocious act, truly - and it was only the stun that consumed her that saved nyx from immediate assault.

as the golden ostrega's gaze lingered on the pup a moment longer than the saltqueen preferred, she pressed forward in a series of bucking jumps, a snarl splitting her haggard muzzle. out, she commanded, spittle ejected from her curled lips. she watched hatefully as the molten woman bolted, and turned back around to her son --

what was more discomfiting than seeing a pile of butchered puppies?

perhaps, seeing the last remaining survivor clung in a desperate man's jaws.

caiaphas sucked in a deep breath, her chest expanding as if pushing violently against an oppressive and overcoming weight. she expelled a single utterance, staring directly at her displaced son with her tail curved above her: "you'll kill him, too?"