Ankyra Sound with a chance of fog

In a way, Caiaphas had been hoping her remark would cripple him -- and when it did not, her expression betrayed her disappointment. He was unflinching -- though she noted his expression had changed. She wondered for a moment if he was used to such harsh exchange, but the thought did not trouble her for long.

They traveled for some time and for that length of time the only sound between them was Larus' excitable skitter, and the low sway of Caiaphas' tail. She said nothing. Her eyes were sharply fastened ahead, towards the cache she knew she was nearly upon. She could smell the salt and the rot and her jaws positively slathered with excitement.

When she came to the spot where a small plot had been dug she turned the fresh soil over with her nose, revealing two small pike corpses. She picked one up for herself and did not offer the second to Larus -- instead leaving it carelessly in the soil. Without a word she turned her back to him and started eating with vigor, uncaring if he selected his own or mewled about her.