Ankyra Sound (CLAIM) we sirens search to make ours whole

The lithe wastrel was navigating the shattered stacks when the first howl came - resounding strong and tenacious over the hurried breeze. The call was unmistakably Aktaie's and what swiftly followed seemed a chorus of accompanying howls -- Caiaphas turned her head to the side as she pierced from the wind Greyjoy's, Leukothea's, and lastly, Tethys'. A thin smile warped her slender muzzle and for a moment she considered waiting to hear of any other wolf's contribution -- but there was a pause, and none came.

Slyly she stepped between several stacks where their bluntly cropped faces faced inland and their smooth surfaces jutted first upwards and then towards the sand -- their surface at once both incongruous and sleek. It was here she elected to howl for two reasons - one, the corridor of stacks acted as a resonating chamber -- and two, she sought to shake any seabirds from their roost. Caiaphas threw back her head then and her raucous howl joined the canticle of howls -- a fiery and impetuous cry that barreled down the strand with as much clamor and unrestraint as the sea that bore them.