Seaside Moors keep coming back

A long time ago, Kaertok had been an important part of Raleska's life. He had helped her look for her mother, he had protected her on more than one occasion -- and once, he had even saved her life.

She wondered if that Kaertok was a ghost, a memory -- and this one was simply another iteration of the man who had caused her so much heart-ache.

Erzulie came first, tawny hackles raised -- Rosalyn came second, posture neutral yet no less intimidating. Raleska's ears swept back in deference to both, a savage beat of strange pride twisting in her heart that she came from them and their ilk. "Kaertok," she introduced to them, though she recalled that he had met both on some distant shore long ago. "He wants to stay. He was one of the wolves that saved me back at the Sound." Raleska offered quietly, finding her own gaze lingering earthbound as Kaertok's did.