Lion Head Mesa and everywhere I turn's another wall

And that’s where it went wrong, because Nephele wasn’t capable of much of anything. Sabah, maybe, but Nephele? Nope. Absolutely not. She was a coward to her very core.

She was starting to see why she wasn’t a guard among the Monkshood when came a wolf who smelled like trouble. Nephele clenched her jaw, looking down from her rock with a bored expression.

Akashingo. She said, short and flat, trying to channel who she wanted Sabah to be. Everything she truly wasnt.

No. Unless you counted the people. By comparison, Nephele was rather...bland.