Dragoncrest Cliffs living mice

eventually they would need to relocate the children to a larger place.
erzulie looked now for a suitable replacement. sapphique's isolation behind the stone walls of the cliff had proven safe for her children, all of them.
her step was unhurried, and did not quicken even at the summons for leadership. but erzulie came all the same, discovering in the pinewood, properly behind their border, an man of ash and zephyr's scent, scarred. pretty. "why you be callin'?" the obsidian asked, though her voice was only curious.