A voice is pushing us all j

sorry for the wait!

The winter had grown no milder, though the sun had graced them with her presence a little longer each day. Caiaphas was grateful, for the longer days meant spring was not far behind -- soon they would select a pair for their mating ritual, and the Sound would be bepopulate with whelps.

With these thoughts in mind the Siren Queen had ferried along the borders for any meal -- be it grub or otherwise. The cache had done well, but not well enough for the wolves to grow lazy with their stockade.

As she browsed about the pine-littered forest she fancied she heard a snarl. Instantly her hackles prickled and she foraged for the source, weaseling about like some slithering atrocity until she came upon the masked culprit. Caiaphas had never seen a wolf of her like -- and instantly announcing her displeasure with the wolf being so close to her home, Caiaphas stalked towards her assertively.