Ankyra Sound twelve-hundred people dead or left to die

fetch WOW

It was with immense hatred that Caiaphas stalked the bird's winging flight above the tree-line -- as if hoping against hope the fueled abhorrence in her gaze would thrust towards him in the manner of a spear and fell him. If only looks could kill.

It appeared the god(desses) had other plans in mind that day for her purloined supper -- for no sooner was she steadying herself to denounce her loss, she was overcome with joy to see the bird flipped in the wind like a chew-toy -- his clutch on her spongy fete eviscerated. With a victorious crow she lunged after the thing onto the open strand, a yawp of condescending joy evinced from her muzzle as she seized the pulpous meat in her jaws and swallowed it entire.