Dragoncrest Cliffs I spilled blood in the water

She needed help, but she'd needed the touch too.  Solaire, @Chacal, @Regin and @Valravn... they were the remainder of her heart, and she would pull them close as she could while she could.  It was a sad and dark twist of the knife that another would be gone only a day or so later.  She lifted her muzzle to rest it against Solaire's cheek, pressing for a moment, before she lowered herself.

She bit her cheek as the welts flexed with the motion, then relaxed against the cave floor.  I do.  Your maman may as well.  She smiled, though it was a subdued one, and watched her daughter curiously.  She'd learned from Erzule, but Rosalyn had never done much with the craft herself.  It mystified her how the two could recall, so well, what to do with so many varied ailments.