Sequoia Coast A land of barbarians

wow i just realized i have been spelling cthulhu's name wrong... -.-

Almost pitifully Caiaphas reviewed the trembling creature with a dark frown blemishing her ugly muzzle. She had not been aware the true depth of Cthulhu's density and for a moment her brow furrowed in deep perplexity.

She brought a paw towards her chest as she best thought of how to conjure the words -- and eventually she turned to peer at the sharp-faced creature with an exasperated sigh. Cthulhu's high pitched whine racked her ears and she drew back her ears in a sign of squinting affront. She was about to play a terrible and cruel prank and the very idea of it nearly made Caiaphas erupt in a fit of delighted cackles. "Cthulhu is what Cay-fuss is." She leaned closer and sought to place a 'comforting' arm around Cthulhu's trembling and threadbare shoulders. "We are Demons -- but the godly kind -- and all wolves should recognize our superiority. Otherwise the Monsters will consume them and suck the marrow from their bones and banish them to the Underworld."

It was a kind of lame prank, in a way -- but Caiaphas sensed it just might take with the equally small coywolf.