Naught a sound

It seemed Phantom had stayed the night, though to what purpose, Caiaphas was unsure. She had been certain her unwelcome reception would have intimidated the pale wolf, or perhaps, lessened her resolve -- but come dawn, the mute was still exactly where she had been instructed to be.

Caiaphas rose stiffly and went to her, her expression somewhat mixed. "You're still here." She commented dryly, wondering if the consorts had detected her yet, or caught wind of her acceptance. It was good Phantom was still here, but Caiaphas did not possess the kindness to say so.

"Can you hunt?"