Seaside Moors Back To the Sea!

raleska's absence had been something not mentioned aloud, at least not to erzulie. she had seen it, and chosen to turn a blind eye. the young she-wolf had earned whatever she sought in the wild; she was a feral creature, and the harlot was less concerned with her safety than with the potential that she might enact a struggle elsewhere.
fierce as her mother, but with a carefully cold focus around giving such to rusalka.
to rosencrantz's mention, she exchanged an amused look with marisol. he was usually so attentive. perhaps he merely though she was growing fat and soft. bemused, curious, the harlot agreed with a nod. "it will not be long before children arrive. locating dens is a good idea."