Blacktail Deer Plateau weld the gates to heaven shut

Despite herself, Rosalyn felt a momentary tense when Erzulie asked after Caiaphas.  There was a time when her wife and the witch had seemed aligned, and she herself on the outs.  Though time had passed, and she assumed loyalties shifted, she never could quite be sure. 

She did.  I turned her away.  Unsure on how Erzulie would take that news, she laid it out plainly and simply. Alongside Raleska.  That meant something, she assumed... she hadn't been alone at least in her choice.

Rosalyn was caught by surprise with her wife's final declaration.  Despite the feeling in the air of late, she had assumed they'd remain here until at least the spring.  She bit her lip thoughtfully, but nodded.

We can manage.  Who would come?  From what she knew of nieve, she worried about the girl and the life of a lone, small band.  Traveling with her mothers would be fine for a while, but would she thrive without a pack?  Scarab concerned her less.  And... I'd like to ask Raleska.  If they were to leave, she was the only other family Rosalyn recognized here.