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too distracted to notice the other's faux pas, she did however bring her attention to bear on the loam-hued creature that approached her quietly. a man, and while he did not reek of the cliff-dogs, his masculinity was a very threat to the children she carried. and so her hackles rose; she made no move to close the distance between them, warning the male not to come nearer with a silent lift of her lip to reveal the glint of teeth beneath.
"i am not sick, only wid child," the harlot rejoined dryly, wondering why so many assumed pregnancy stripped one's strength completely. "you are not from drageda?" for despite the absence of the reek in his scent, erzulie must know, for her own sake and for the sake of this meeting. if he revealed himself to be such, she would summon rusalka, and put to death another of their curs. but if not — she kept her mismatched eyes trained upon him mistrustfully.