Sequoia Coast Somewhere in the darkness

Drawn to the strand by the raucous calls of two warring gulls, Caiaphas froze in the drizzling mist as she sensed she was not alone. Despite the damp and the cold, the scent of another wolf was present -- and vaguely through the nebulous haze she saw the form of another wolf halted much like herself.

The wolf seemed fearful. Caiaphas eyed her carefully, noting clearly the trepidation to her pose. The grey female was not close enough to the Sound where Caiaphas felt immediately threatened -- yet she was close enough the waif felt compelled to intercept her.

She uttered nothing as she strode towards the timid-formed wolf, her expression as austere as the cheerless grey of the sea that flanked them.