Ankyra Sound Some days are good, some years are not

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Rosalyn faced a choice as they drew closer.  Erzulie had expressed a preference for the sea, but near the coast lay the caves, and who knew if the creature had returned?

She'd seen infection do it's ugly work, however, and was not willing to risk it even despite the chance of encountering the bear. If the medicine woman said that seaweed was what she wished, then Roz would deliver her to it.

She led them carefully along the way she remembered, the easiest path from forest to shoreline, less steep than the others.  Memories filled her of her last time walking these shores, then the claim of the Saltwinter wolves.  That regret was old but it still pained her sometimes.  

Finally, they were there.  Her nerves were on edge despite her exhaustion as she led Erzulie to the surf's edge, every hair pricked for sign of the monster approaching.  There would be no running for a while.  With any luck the creature remained occupied in Ironsea's former claim.