Blacktail Deer Plateau Climbed the trees of Carolina

What she said resonated with Rosalyn.  It was something that had been niggling at her for some time, and while she hadn't wanted to hide it, she hadn't needed to speak it either.  She knew they felt it, both of them.  Now seemed to be the time to have the conversation.

It doesn't call to me like it did, she confessed.  I used to not imagine living away from it, and now when I look, it just... isn't the same.  There was a little regret.  Her connection to the waves had once meant more to her than anything but, she supposed, it wasn't the worst she had bigger things in her life now.

I don't think that's the case for others.  We aren't meant to be an inland pack, and everyone would be happier on the shore.  We could take them there.  She smiled, and nosed her wife's cheek.  But I don't want to go back to the grotto.  She can keep it.  She'd told Erzulie of Caiaphas' death (bts if that's ok <3) but still felt she'd poisoned that place.   There were better places.... like the cliffs.

But here she was unsure.  The cliffs are beautiful, and protected, and we could take them.  But I know how you feel about them, and I don't want to settle in a place that doesn't feel like home.  She looked at her carefully. If Erzulie felt nothing but hatred there, then they could choose another place.  It would set her at ease, she thought, to reclaim the place that had torn them asunder.