Sea Lion Shores and like the sky my soul is also turning

Caiaphas tittered as she schemed how she would deliver retribution: this was a slight of the highest order and she would begrudge the consort for as long as it was convenient for her to hold it over his head. A wide, heathen smile graced her countenance as he rebuked his own theory -- she had no interest in allowing him to entertain it, and swiftly she interjected.

"I am but a newer member, once the elders hear of you hazing me and making ruination of my day's pain, I am sure they will drown you or do whatever it is they do as punishment." She retorted, taking up a feeble pose as if to demonstrate how he had taken advantage of her good will and destroyed a day's work in a matter of moments. As if to add to the already incredulous scene, she batted her eyelashes innocently, uncaring if he did not appreciate her scheme.

She righted herself and looked at him squarely, unsure how he would take the news of her idea. His smug look was returned with a smug and confident look of her own, and like a housecat she sat on her haunches coyly. "Why do they call you Atlas?"