Horizon Ridge what's left of death is more than fear

ty for the thread and joining it!!

Caiaphas' inquiry seemed to take the creamish wolf by surprise -- he seemed indignant for a moment, and genuinely confused. Caiaphas didn't care, raconteur that she was -- and with an unfriendly snigger, the waif rose.

"Do you? I suggest you familiarize yourself with it." She uttered cheekily, a flick of her tail given in a flippant gesture. With that the gaunt coywolf stalked off, preparing to make her way down the coast. Kevlyn would have been positively repulsed by Atreyu's coat, that much Caiaphas knew. With one last look behind her the waif trotted along the swashline, welcoming the spume that misted her thick winter ruff.