Gyrfalcon's Keep know that we will stay resilient

Caiaphas, wretched scullion that she was, had no problem lying low. She pressed her narrow chest to the stone and craned her thin neck forward, large ears tilted ahead as she eavesdropped the conversation below.

She could tell by the voices alone the gender of each, though she could not see from her vantage their bodies. She inched forwards with two eggs cradled carefully in her jaw, moving silently along the nest -- until she met the brim of rock where the two conversed below her. With great care Caiaphas deposited the two eggs between her paws and shifted so her body was parallel with the stone. She lifted her head to the side and peered down the slab, her ears pressed back to eliminate any likelihood of being detected. She would wait and see how this unfolded -- the male's voice at present carried too much malice for Caiaphas to stroll between them.