Dragoncrest Cliffs the girl on angel pavement

She repeated it one last time, barely a whisper, her voice dying in her throat when Erzulie said her name, twice. She blinked hard, almost as if struggling to resume proper consciousness. Haunt's head wobbled strangely for the effort, though there was nothing for it. Although her ears did sweep backward and a shadow passed over her face at the mention of Kaertok, there were no other signs that she recognized someone was speaking to her.

But whereas conscious behaviors had been subverted somewhere deep inside her, Haunt couldn't help her autonomic responses. She gave a great, sudden shiver as if her body had abruptly acknowledged the frigid temperatures and the icy, implacable wind. And once they began, she set to trembling quite violently, her teeth audibly chattering, though she made no attempt to fix her situation other than to hunker slightly.