Seaside Moors You believe in mountains, right? Not everyone does

"le soleil," erzulie purred in answer to arcelia's clear questioning. no voice yet, and still the pale child communicated expertly. or perhaps she was more attuned, a mother a second time round. whatever it was, the spice-chai ears swept back and she too basked for a moment in the gentle rays.
then she blinked toward arcelia and began to sweep some ways away, motioning her daughter along as she discovered a flat stone, and placed her paw upon it to show that it too, lay in warmth.