Horizon Ridge doncamatic

Thank you for joining! can we bump this to present day?

As captivating as Caiaphas' thoughts were, they did not detract from her personal vigilance. Lazily the sea-witch flicked an attentive ear backwards, fancying she heard the careful approach of an unknown wolf.

The Warden would have tested the air then, but she was upwind of him. Declining her head somewhat, the waif turned about, her candle-glow gaze settling on the physique of a not black, but stone grey male. It was unusual she met anything between the spectrum of pallid white and pitch black, and the lustre to the pewter male's pelt was most intriguing. His approach was tentative enough that Caiaphas did not feel threatened -- and the amicable greeting he uttered was met only with a somewhat baleful expression. "Salut." She returned cordially enough, though her eyes lacked the warmth that Modred's did.