Sequoia Coast A land of barbarians

What the coywolf said was indecipherable to Cthulhu, who was simple when it came to words. She sometimes spoke disjointedly, perhaps, but rarely with much eloquence. Words like "wayshrine" and "beggarly" stood out as foreign, though fortunately she knew what a supplicant was. Unfortunately for Caiaphas, Cthulhu's confusion was long in dissipating and the interim was marked by a muddled stare.

"Cthulhu is not here to anger," she said in a high, keening voice that suggested she waa guilty about the accusation. "Cthulhu is just Cthulhu, this one knows no Mother, please let this one be..." The momentary excitement she'd felt upon mimicking Caiaphas' greeting was forgotten, replaced by heavy anxiety. She peered at the other hybrid with a nearly fearful look in her eye and edged one hind foot back.

"Why is that one's head black?" she finally asked, erroneously deciding it was the most appropriate thing to change the subject to.