Seaside Moors burnt the fire of thine eyes?

all of this adulty talk was not so interesting to val, whose attention had remained mostly on sugar while hanging tentatively to erzulie's side. it was a good thing that val was not much of a listener (or shrewd observer) at this stage: he had stood long enough by erzulie to decide, this stranger was not all bad. after all, his maman had yet to show her fangs to this wolf, and since they were talking, val decided they must be friends.

at erzulie's behest the boy looked from sugar glider to the hare, and then darted towards the body. he seized it and held it proudly up high, his voice muffled as he yelled "maman! look!! it's a bunbun!!" his pudgy form carried it dutifully back to erzulie, but he did not get close enough that she could grab it from him. somehow, holding the hare between his teeth had kick-started some slumbering instinct, and his eyes flashed warily from erzulie to sugar glider, having very little interest in just handing the hare over.