always seemed to hit me like a lightning from above

sorry... i suck. we can forward this to today if you'd like

Kevlyn was quick to submit as Caiaphas drew closer -- inwardly, Caiaphas was grateful for his presence. He was young, but he was fast growing -- and already the silver-toned boy possessed an impeccable sense of self and maturity. These qualities doubtless made him invaluable to the Sound -- and much like Spyridon, Kevlyn was a most admirable asset to the Nereides wolves.

Softly she slackened her pose, adopting an air of ambivalence. With a gentle swoop of her sharp muzzle she dropped the feather and it fluttered in the air, tapering about under the ocean spray's impetus. As it settled towards the sand Caiaphas stepped back, making it clear her purpose in seeking him out had been to give him the feather. She was unsure how he would receive it -- and to spare him the pain of pretending to like it if he did not, she strode down the shoreline.