Ankyra Sound watch me

the furie was always less favored in the eyes of the spire's matriarch when compared to his sisters ...but he was, at least, more favored than his older brothers that came before. his sisters had always been sure that they were seen as a trio of retribution. even so, he'd had to abide by the strict hierarchy all the same. womenfolk's orders were not to be disputed and generally, his rule of thumb was not to question; especially not to pry. information would be fed to him as he needed it — or not at all; given his history with the spire.

nevertheless, the ivory pelaged woman with dandelion yellow eyes answers his question, explaining that she wasn't born here but that she's lived inland for almost a year. kharybdis assumes that she found a place she liked.

she offers her name: nyra. simple and surely a name even he can manage to reproduce. kharybdis, he offers in a blunt grunt. my name. he adds, finding the addition of 'is' and the repetition of his name to be too tedious and currently, finding out that his common is much more rusty than he'd assumed: he finds that it was best to keep everything simple and to the point.