Ankyra Sound sharp edges

Rosalyn had been a broody storm cloud ever since the fiasco.  She didn't know how to address it yet, though, so kept it to herself, and as she did the feeling of wrong grew stronger and stronger.  This pack was going to destroy itself and take her with it.  This right here was why she had wanted to leave, but she wouldn't ask Erzulie again.  And she wouldn't leave without her.

Finally, distractedly, she chose to bring in a second opinion.  Firefly at least seemed annoyed by Caiaphas' choice, though he hadn't seemed nearly angry enough for her liking (not being as outwardly angry as she was).  She stood on the sand, her back to the water, and watched as he came with a tense expression.

We need to talk. She said, though she figured he had to know what this was about.  This needs to end.  Only question was how.