the roads that you take may just crack and break,

AW but any consorts caiaphas is not familiar with would be nice!!

Both Kevlyn and Larus commanded much of Caiaphas' free time; so ample were her duties for the two whelps that she as of late had scarce any time to interact with the lower tier of their pack. While she did not resent the two youths for the amount of attention they demanded (it was her fault, after all, that they were there in the first place) she felt herself vaguely relieved to leave the den and them slumbering blissfully, unaware of her departure.

She struck towards the strand then, traveling through the shadowed bosk until the forest line receded and warm sand met her callous paws. With much of the cache still needing replenishment, and several sea artifacts needing harvesting for their next ritual, Caiaphas set determinedly to work.