Ankyra Sound drink the pouring of my fury

no rush! <3

in an intriguing turn of events, two solace-seekers with a newborn litter had shown up at rusalka's borders, and rosalyn had taken pity on them, ensconcing the family in a small den. erzulie had kept her distance for a short while, wanting to give the two space and time to settle, but from what her wife had said, the children had been quite small.
and so she set off with a few herbs wrapped in a scrap of sealskin, and paced gently to the threshold of the shelter wherein @Dalia nursed her children. "hello," the harlot called softly. "i be de healer here, erzulie. may i visit you today?"