Stavanger Bay earth and sea cower from my screams

it was a woman who attended her call; half-grown but with the telltale swell of maturing curves beneath the groomed sheen of her carefully arranged pelt. ecru and fire; erzulie softened her stance, cocking one hip and smoothing herself into a more coquettish stance. letting her mint-glow gaze travel lightly over the other's wary features, the willowy she-wolf slowly swept back her spice-hued ears in a show of deference.
"i be lookin' for a home, bel tifi,"  erzulie answered in her rhythmic voice, the pristine glimmer of her teeth showing briefly in an inviting smile. a place of men, but also led by a maiden. stranger things had happened.