Sequoia Coast Like whirlpools

ty for the thread <3 ill miss psamathe )':

As Psamathe launched into a rather verbose explanation of the pack's lore, Caiaphas fell behind her with both ears tilted full ahead and her expression one of hungry interest. There were no other wolves like Psamathe in the clan -- and Caiaphas knew her value was vast and beyond measure.

Before she knew it they were along the giant scaffolding of the cliff where the windy path was narrow and treacherous and the sea thundered beneath them like some monstrous animal. She watched the scryer as she navigated the terrain expertly and she followed suit wordlessly.

It seemed the storyteller was not at all toiled by her lengthy discussion and Caiaphas appreciated the immeasurable value Psamathe was imparting to her. The two of them continued their way without interruption save for the occasional marking -- until at length dusk arrived and the two of them amicably parted company.