Ocean's Breath Plateau six vices become wrath

a low and sorrowful croon lifted over the sounding surf, but caiaphas didn't hear it. her thoughts and attention were turned to svalinn and raleska, who had accepted their exodus with grim understanding. it was the second time in their short lives they traveled harrowing distances -- but perhaps this time was easier, now that their limbs were conditioned by their first exile's toils.

she froze as a scent all too familiar came to her, causing the fur along her back to rile upwards. stealing a furtive glance to svalinn and raleska (who presently were bickering over a horseshoe-crab's carcass in a tidepool) the siren-queen rolled forwards at a prowling walk. eventually her gaze caught rosalyn - but not erzulie -- the umber-coated she-wolf's eyes were closed as if she were asleep.

she could ambush her now, once and for all - kill her, end the years long enmity that boiled between them. it was a dark thought, and tempting too - but for some reason the siren held back, coolly staring at her rival with a rather uncollected look.