Shadewood and you, o blessed goddess

Perhaps not every wolf needed to have a claim to their home, but Rosalyn was conceited enough to know that she and Erzulie deserved it.  More even than the title, but something lasting that would make it seem more home for them as well.  Her mind continued to spin on it, but she pushed it to the back, something to pick at in the coming days.  She smiled as her wife affirmed the promise they had made a dozen times before.  It never got old.

Is there anything you would change?  It was in line with the question that she had just been asked, but a bit different, because it was more fanciful.  It was also broad.  Rosalyn could have tacked on an 'about Rusalka', but she left it, choosing to end the thought where it did.