Coconut Grove whirling their wings into a blur

"see de green leaves in de water?" erzulie asked of @Solaire, gesturing with a paw toward the surface of the shallows. here the ocean would reach her shoulder, and perhaps be too deep for her daughter, but rusalkans must learn to be within the ocean.
"dey be good for cuts an' woun's," the harlot went on, darting her jaws into the brine to resurface with a wide strip of kelp. and she was reminded suddenly of how she had hunted the seaside with her older brood; her heart ached for them, for erzulie had never forgotten their faces.