Ankyra Sound You can't even trust the air you breath

the female had called some time ago, and if caiaphas felt guilty for her late arrival, it did not show. what did show however, was the flicker of annoyed defensiveness that crossed the siren's marred features -- to be so brazenly measured by a she-wolf she did not know.

prickly and feeling perhaps vulnerable, the sylph waited patiently for an explanation. all traces of coldness seemed to melt from the hard lines of her eyes as the she-wolf mentioned a storm -- caiaphas too had everything stolen from her by a particularly sour tempest, and flicked her tail in passive understanding.

"hmm. there are two here, that may be who you are looking for. i think they are here -- one is all white, speaks and looks like you. i do not understand anything he says. the other is a girl, with blue eyes. does that match those you are looking for?"