Ankyra Sound best served cold

a healthy amount of fish - some tastier than others - had been added to the cache in the last few hours. standing back to inspect her work, caiaphas decided a break from the brine was needed, and made for the sparsely populated helm of trees that flanked the coast. she was not far along before she caught the strident form of firefly -- either in thought, or uneasy to be standing among giants.

she slowed as she met him, her tail canted in a slight wave. "immense, right?" long ago the forest and its leviathans had been bled of its strangeness for the sylph, but she could still stop and appreciate when it cowed the egos of others.