Ankyra Sound They started praying, they were saying, "well we hope you'll be forgiven."

no rush on this <3 I figured id toss us a new one bc it's been too long omg

She awaited @Erzulie's return with shame burning beneath her frame, an emotion that was overlaid with a yearning stoked by the month they spent apart.  She'd tainted their reunion and the anger on her lover's face had settled in her gut like a stone.  It made her dread the conversation that was coming as much as she ached for it.  She imagined there was a lot to be said, and not nearly all of it pleasant.

She hadn't realized how quickly Erzulie would embrace the siren's fold, but when the choice had been laid bare, she'd made it clear where she would remain.  It shouldn't have cut Rosalyn like it did, and she knew it.  She admired that unlike herself, the honeyed woman would stand and fight.

But Rosalyn had banked on the fact that, if she said she needed to leave, Erzulie would come.  And she'd been wrong.

She knew why Caiaphas wanted her - they were too similar for her not to, because if roles were reversed, her mind would fall to the same thing.  Their kind had two sorts; those they loved, and everyone else.  Falling in the latter group, there was only one reason she could imagine for Caiaphas to endanger her family to keep her there.  She was a victory, and a feather in the cap of her precious grotto.

Not that the pirate didn't respect that.  After all, she'd have done the same, wouldn't she?  And it didn't change the fact that she owed Caiaphas a debt for sending her wolves into the cliffs to attempt to free her.  She'd lost a crewmate there, and that would need repaid one day.  Rosalyn drew her uninjured foreleg through the sand before her, idly stroking out a path as she lay thinking.  She'd cross that bridge when she got there.