Sequoia Coast Fall behind me

Caiaphas had her reasons for deceiving the Duskfire wolf -- one of which revolved around Larus. She harbored a great deal of disdain for the Duskfire's faction, and though her despisal was wrongly placed, it was fervent in its principle.

Thinly the smile vanished, though with great excellency Caiaphas seemed to summon an unwavering and deceitful amity which pressed her tenuous features. She noted quite clearly that the red-hewn wolf seemed to lack the effusive tongue of a compatriot -- and this made her regard the wolf with inward suspicion. "What do you want to know? Maybe I can help." The coywolf issued a rogue wink and slid upon her wiry belly, her acicular limbs outspread on the sand as she resumed a even less disarming pose.

All in all, she was fiendishly delighted by how well her masquerade seemed to be faring -- and it was with alarming and growing skill that the wicked coywolf donned her personas of many different hats.