Seaside Moors and with precious and royal perfume

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the personalities of her little daughters were becoming well-formed. nightly grief and guilty longing for a time when she might put herself to use looking for the lost members of the family plagued the woman — but she had poured herself instead into thoughts of the little ones.
today erzulie returned to the moor-den that dewy morning with a limp starfish in her muzzle. now was as good a time as any to show the way of the sea to the children. she set it at her paws and gave a low rumble for @Arcelia and @Solaire to join her.

solaire's attention was caught by her mother's rumble, and she turned, pulling herself to her feet and making her way forward. blue gaze fell from the face of erzulie to the very strange thing that sat at her paws, and the little girl's face twisted with confusion. what was this? a new toy? the curiosity within pushed her to observe it, but she was not a disobedient girl, and so she took a seat before the woman, though her gaze remained locked on the odd thing.

solaire's toddling steps soon brought the child forward. erzulie saw the spark of intrigue in her little daughter's eyes; she grinned and leaned forward to reward the polite behavior with a kiss. "dis be a sea star, solaire," the harlot said softly. "i brought it so you could know de saltwater."

the kiss spurred her happy obedience onward, and she refrained from reaching out to play with the object, though she was happy to repeat seaaa, in a mumble after erzulie. when her mother finished speaking, solaire glanced hesitantly up to her before she stretched her neck out slightly- not daring to touch the touch the thing just yet, but taking a deep whiff of its scent. it smelled... salty. she didn't know what that was, of course, but immediately her face shriveled in a slightly comedic fashion, squinting her eyes at the odd smell. blue gaze moved back to her mother- what havoc did she intend to cause, bringing such a stinky thing here?

When first her mother arrived home, Arcelia was napping soundly towards the innermost reaches of the den; oftentimes she found herself awake in the middle of the night, gazing out the entrance at the moonlight. It was peaceful then, the world speaking in hushed tones—she enjoyed it, truly, even if it sometimes meant she was a tad bit tired during the day. This was the case when her mother called them forward, her ears twitching at the sound but, ultimately, she was not the first to get up. It was only when she heard her mother continue to speak, followed by the voice of her sister, that the hooded child opened a single eye and peered at the two of them—and then her other eye popped open and she lifted her head, spying the peculiar object.

Although last to rise, Arcelia was quick to push herself up to her feet upon spying the Thing. Letting her curiosity get the better of her, she bounded right over to it and prodded the starfish with her nose; her face wrinkled ever so slightly when the smell hit her but it was hardly enough to put her off entirely. She glanced at Solaire, then at their mother, before settling back on the sea star—and, if not stopped, she’d try to grab one of its arms between her little jaws.

she smiled widely at solaire's pronunciation, nodding with a quick encouragement. "dis be very good," the harlot purred, before arcelia's wilder approach provoked a greater laugh. the great reek of the sea affected both her little daughters, but erzulie was pleased with the pale bird's attempt at it nevertheless.
"sea," she repeated again, glancing to see if solaire would repeat and arcelia would give a try. "it is for you bot'. try its taste," and here she bit into the thing, signalling food to the toddling children if they were so inclined.

soon her sister came tumbling forward excitedly, not at all waiting for direction- and diving right in to sniff and grab at the thing. solaire glared sharply at her- what if it was dangerous? where how would she feel to be hurt by the unknown? but today the sunbeam was proven wrong, as her own mother bit into it. solaire stiffened, wary- but ultimately followed suit, trusting that erzulie would not purposely lead her into harm. her bite was tiny, and she chewed awkwardly- finding the flavor strange, but not unlikable. a deep gulp, and then blue gaze found cinnamon face. seaaa! she cheered again, this time more passionately- this sea seemed to be edible, and that was good enough for her.

posting once more! feel free to conclude <3

"yes, my girl, de sea." the vast, never-ending swathe of saltwater that would one day call in their blood, as it did hers. it was not a good flavor, initially; she saw the strength of it in their little faces, and laughed aloud. "it is strong, but dere be many kinds of t'ings to eat in de sea." a thump of her tail; erzulie rolled to her side, inviting the pair to come and wrestle her a bit once they had grown bored with the ocean's offering.

as erzulie spoke more of the sea, solaire tried another bite, again wincing at the flavor but growing adjusted, and swallowing with a heavy gulp. when erzulie rolled to her side, the sunspark abandoned the sea's offering and scampered over to her mother to play, inviting her sister with a yip.