Seaside Moors and then my eyes go dark,

it came in the form of a little smile and the glance of her two-toned eyes. "we will do as we have always done. when you an' your siblings were born, rusalka churned." the man who had been their sire crouched outside the denway as five children came into existence, and then ran, to be seen again only after death.
an unguarded moment now, as erzulie gazed into the dedicated face of her golden daughter. we must prepare to lose some of de little ones, but that was too harsh for nieve, surely. 
"rusalka has never had allies. we have never needed dem. we get along by ourselves, and sometimes it is close, yes. if it comes to it, we will seek alliances wid t'ose around us to help protect our land and our pack." she felt pressured always to have an answer for her children, for it was the way of a mother, and did not want to remove anything more from nieve's heart.