Stavanger Bay We took a hard left, but we're alright

to err upon the wrong side of hydra would be a misstep indeed. two-toned eyes watched closely, and ears drank in all the words the mountain wolf offered. while erzulie was disinterested in the affairs of others, it seemed this band had the potential to affect rusalka as well.
caiaphas.
she blinked. 
the wolves they had driven out felt altogether so close, and despite the seafoam eyes of the dark-headed girl, she resembled the crone in question far more than erzulie had realized. "caiaphas was once one of us," the harlot revealed, as much to absolve her pack as to include the impressive hydra in their narrative.
"she founded dis pack, an' den she abandoned it. it was said she went to exact revenge upon anot'er, an' killed a child. she was not allowed to return. dat was mont's ago," erzulie finished. she herself had not been present for the banishment, but all of rusalka knew the edict.
would hydra accept?