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When the umber man saw her and made his way towards her, Caiaphas' distant pose melded and she strode to meet him. It had been some time since their last encounter -- long enough that both of their lives had altered significantly. She tilted her bony head to the side as the peculiar scent of his children awashed her -- is that what newborns smelled of? Damp earth and maternal milk?

Her countenance remained untroubled save for the ugly sprawl of claw-marks across it -- she proffered a playful smile, a rare sight to witness. "A cat." She replied cheekily, delving no further. "Who did you do?" It was a glib inquiry, one which Caiaphas was not in the least abashed to utter.