Horizon Ridge doncamatic

While Mordred knew what derivative language salut hailed from, Caiaphas did not -- she knew only that often, in the Eyjolfur clan, it was a terse greeting of sorts issued to all manner of general acquaintances. She regarded the dark male as he spoke, his question direct -- instinctively, Caiaphas wished to retreat from it.

With a flicker of some hidden emotion -- perhaps insolence -- she turned to face him fully, noting his lissome stature and well-worn claws. There was a warmth to him as if her lack of kindness was replicated doubly in his bountifulness of it -- with sudden conviction, Caiaphas [wrongfully] decided she did not trust him. "We have males..?" She rejoined as if blissfully unaware of their hierarchy -- her tone challenging him to inquire further or depart from her company.