Ankyra Sound you soon find you have few choices

Their seclusion was of utmost importance, at least for now when their claim upon the Sound was tenuous. Their numbers would need to swell once again before the matriarch felt secure enough to reach out tendrils to lure in more sisters and consorts. Junior was still a sore spot, and a risk that the priestess had entirely miscalculated — that told her very certainly they were no longer in Themiscrya. Of all their outside recruits, Caiaphas had been the most loyal; certainly more active in guarding the Sound than any others, and had proven herself time and time again.

When a cry lifted over the cliffs, a voice familiar that asked for her presence specifically, Aktaie moved fluidly to greet it. There were few of them left, now, and if the voice belonged to the wolf she thought it did... well, it appeared that their luck was improving. She broke through the bramble that hid the cliffside, coming upon Caiaphas and the not-quite stranger. She assessed the situation quickly, then moved to stand next to the dark female, touching shoulders in an attempt to pull the tension away. "It is alright, Caiaphas," she murmured, "we are safe."

To the other, Aktaie commented, "You have found us." Her tone was neutral, and perhaps not the warm greeting the Adept expected, but the Priestess had come into a tense situation; and Caiaphas, who had been her loyal second for some time now, had the bulk of Aktaie's trust at the moment.