Ankyra Sound If there's a heaven, Lord, I'm headed straight for hell

a hardened film overcame rosalyn's stare, cutting the warmth of her russet features. caiaphas regretted being the author to such a change, but she needed to know; she hoped, in some way, rosalyn would understand it was not just idle curiosity that drove her. to abandon one family was crime enough - but two, and an entire pack... well..

firefly might be welcome back in rusalka, but he might find the reception filled with teeth. in either event, he would be unlikely to leave alive.

the siren turned her gaze away as rosalyn spoke, understanding the woman's conviction; a flicker of that wronged flame burned also in her heart. "they will never miss him." the sylph intoned, crossing one slender paw in front of the other as she sighed. would men ever grow apart from dogs? "and they are better for it. if i see him, i shall give him your regards." caiaphas' eyes flashed with promise, and a wry smile played the edges of her blackened gums.