Blacktail Deer Plateau His son would think his father could do no wrong

she had become bitter, withdrawn, churlish. rusalka was no more; they had fragmented, and several times erzulie had all but taken her leave of them. yet for her children's sake would she stay — they deserved even a sundered home over attempting to find one while the snows howled.
today was no different. a despairing glance toward the sea, and then she set about hunting. it was eternal; they had lost the bounty in the sound and the plateau was all but bare. even despite her grudging willingness to stay, it did not seem supportable, this place they had found.
discovering gilded nieve along the borders, erzulie joined her daughter quietly. no words rose to tongue; she strengthened their mark alongside her child, despondent but determined to make a brave face of it for her young ones.