Fox's Glade why, why, why? to help my family?

caiaphas’ withering snarl, which met the air and strangled out in a hoarse and grotesque noise, did not deter the stranger. ghostlike, the grey demon took several daring steps further. the motion caused caiaphas to jerk to her feet roughly, pulled upright as if a crude marionette operated by drunken fingers. 

a tremor rippled through her body as she  stood, her gaslight gaze holding fast to sarah’s stern features. caiaphas lifted her proud muzzle, curled back her gums to reveal rows of well-used teeth, and dared her mercy-killer make the first move.