Ankyra Sound If there's a heaven, Lord, I'm headed straight for hell

caiaphas settled her thin limbs in the sand, ready to stand vigil if need be. the pirate remained where she was, which caiaphas accepted with a nod. often, it was hard to simply dispense of that motherly feeling -- even if you were exhausted.

rosalyn's comment caused caiaphas to glance at the pups side-long. they were a healthy lot, proof of rusalka's strength. she imagined if things in that den were not already crowded, they would soon be. pups had a way of always wanting to be constantly on the move. "time flies," she remarked dryly, turning back to rosalyn with her face grim. "their father?" she did not wish to sting the pirate, but if she had been visited by their cowardly sire, caiaphas wished to know.