Stavanger Bay We took a hard left, but we're alright

instincts piqued by the arrival of three wolves, two familiar and one unknown, erzulie glanced once to her mate and then laid mintglow gaze upon the dark woman.
she was powerfully built and striking. she relayed information that brought the harlot's ears cupping interestedly upon her head. "i have not heard dat name eit'er. we keep to ourselves," she went on, "but it would not hurt to keep our eyes open."
ying was given a polite nod, her sister a vague stare, before erzulie returned her attention to the one who had spoken. "dis man, what does he look like?"