My c o l d desire
to hear the boom, boom,
b o o m of your heart

Caligula had hardly played as a child. She didn't know or understand the rules. She was always more keen on becoming the stealthiest of creatures to make up for her bulky build. She was always more keen on listening and watching and learning the secrets that no one else was to know. She had grown up in the land of Angels but she could honestly say that very few of them were actually angelic. Her mother had encourage them to play amidst themselves, but they were all so caught up with growing up that they did not bother to play as children. They were the odd children, born to a bonded pair that hardly saw each other or lived in the same place. She had only been with her father a handful of times over the course of her life while the other children knew what it was like to have both parents lovingly doting on them. Perhaps it was why she was so fiercely attached to her mother despite all the short comings Ruvindra had shown.

The mute night goddess watched as Roach scampered to and fro with seemingly no purpose. She cocked her head to the side, her tail slowing in its cadence of wagging. She was unsure about how to go about playing. The darkness came around them, the sun fading beneath the watery horizon in a splendor of reds and oranges fading perfectly into the blue-grey of dusk. She watched her become animated, dancing around and as she whines and snaps her jaws, it suddenly clicks. Play was just an imitation of a fight. It was chewing on flesh without breaking it, it was going through the motions without the intent. She play bows towards Roach, and as smaller and bug eyed wolfess rolls onto her back, Caligula moves forward with gentle jaws opening and gnawing on her ear before bounding to the side like a grasshopper. She dives in, this time nipping lightly at her elbow.

Only when she bounds away again, she barks but it was a soundless thing. A rasp of harsh air that demonstrated how her vocal cords were malformed and how her voice failed to ever develop. Still, the rest of her body language spoke volumes. She had finally dropped the imposing, silent posture that she normally took up. Roach somehow brought out the softer side of Caligula that not many seen. In fact, Tesseract and her children were probably the only one that truly saw that side of her. And should any others interrupt this period, Roach would see just how quickly Caligula could switch back into the other reserved, careful creature that she generally showed to the world at large.