Ankyra Sound I cut my hand upon my blade

Backdated to about 5 days after this thread! Members of Sapphique near the cliffs might be able to hear her yell.

It took a week for Phaedra and Wylla to reach the coast on their pleasure trip, but when Wylla came to the Sound with purposeful strides, it took only three days. Three days of traveling as fast as her body would allow, with minimal stops for food, water, or rest. Those things could not be more important to her than her mate's health.

There had been no sign of the sea-witch the last few times Wylla visited the Sound, but that did not mean Caiaphas wasn't still lurking about. If the trio of siblings had not known of her in Grimnismal, she could have slipped past their notice then, too. Caiaphas always was a slippery one, and she hung about in the grotto where Wylla was loathe to go. It was possible they had simply missed one another. She was thankful for it those times, but this time, she needed the chimera bitch to show her bleak black face.

CAIAPHAS! Wylla roared over the sound of the waves the moment her paws hit the cold sand of the Sound. The witch could not enjoy being disturbed this way, but Wylla believed the offer she would make would calm any aggressive tendencies the old hag might emerge with.