Ankyra Sound a bruise upon the silent moon

@Rosalyn to post first for a few rounds and then i'll tag in the babes & dad<3

erzulie had not spoken with vaati, but somehow beneath his reign, rusalka had calmed, smoothed. for that she was grateful. her days had begun to blend together, whispering loving words to her wife as she sought to mend their bond, gathering material for the den, laying by stores of herbs.
in the evening of the previous day, her trials had begun as she searched for oysters in the shallows, and dazed by the pain, erzulie had not immediately gone to tell anyone. the harlot continued her task as long as she was able, soon abandoning the sea-flesh altogether to pace the shoreline, pausing every so often as a wave of crushing agony tightened every muscle.
they had stopped before nightfall, but erzulie's new-minted maternal instincts told her they would return. and as the moon rose above the silent darkness of the sea, she woke from a fitful slumber with a gasp, jerking against rosalyn's curled form. "de little ones" was all she could manage before the shattering anguish had returned, wringing a cry from her throat that echoed out along the strand.