tremendous dynamite

im going to bed for the night.. sorry! i didnt realize it was 1!!

Like her black-feathered friend, Caiaphas shared no love with the land -- nor any familiarity. Her gaze flickered skyward, where clouds assembled in a gloomy herd of stout grey. If only she possessed those lengthy wings -- if only she had been born a bird.

But alas, she was earthbound -- and inspecting her flatboned limbs, she recalled unkindly the many instances in which wings would have garnered her favor. "See any packs?" If nothing else, her conversation could yield some fruitful new knowledge.