Ankyra Sound i got to take what i’m making, and turn it into something for you.

caiaphas' jaws shut with a clap, a slicing view of that old clarity rising to her hard-grit eyes. kiwi's smug smile, it was so condescending -- yet it did not rifle caiaphas' feathers as she studied the woman up and down, another snigger pressed from her muzzle.

"ah." she replied, feigning dejection with a curl of her lips. "fate is a funny thing. here i am visiting a beach i have not seen in months, and you appear." she gestured towards the crumbling sound, another snicker flitting from her mouth. "i think you need more more than i need you. but run along then, if that is your wish." caiaphas's mirth had faded, transcending to something eerily cold and without joy. stonily, she turned her gaze from kiwi and stared out at the impassive sea, gaze as distant as her galloping thoughts.