brother sister too, do what you must do -- don't trust people you meet

A mewl (perhaps of frustration?) pierced the silence as Caiaphas stalked down Larus -- abruptly she stopped and picked up her sharp muzzle, her triangular ears pressed forwards as she tried to locate the sound. Picking up a trot, she broke through one span of briarbrush just in time to see the golden-faced youth doubling back. He was clearly determined, and it didn't take much guesswork to figure out exactly what he was determined to do.

Playing stupid, Caiaphas strode calmly over to him. Her angular muzzle was held upwards as if scanning the wide canopy of trees overhead, and when she was within close proximity she looked downwards at the pup, her lips pursed in slight amusement. "Nice day for a walk, no?" She inquired silkily, though her tone was significantly devoid of any sort of affability.