Ocean's Breath Plateau six vices become wrath

as the last echoes died away, erzulie's eyes reopened; awareness glistened along her senses, and she turned to see a wiry she-wolf glaring not at her, but the dark pirate alongside her. the woman was flanked by a half-grown boy, a lanky amalgamation of honey and cream; he seemed put out, antsy, wild. following the line of his gaze, erzulie spotted another child not far off, this one darker and marked with pale coloration.
immediately defensive at the expression in the stranger's eyes — why did rosalyn seem to inspire such wrath these days? — erzulie stepped into the she-wolf's line of sight, her two-toned stare level and pointed. she did not suspect there was risk of an altercation, not with a mother, but stranger things had happened.