Dragoncrest Cliffs the devil in the belfry

she's brought a couple of hares to sweeten the deal.

she knows this will not be easy. that this request will not be taken well. but she knows, too, as she howls for @Rosalyn and @Erzulie, that she will not take no for an answer.

something within her has ached since she left Karst behind. her heart, perhaps? she hadn't thought herself capable of that kind of emotion, save for her mother. no, she thinks, it's more a feeling of duty and responsibility for the boy she unwillingly abandoned.

she has to get him out of there. at least down the mountain and away from that witch—he deserves at least the chance to be free.

she may die in the process. actually, she thinks she will. but. . .a part of her died when Aventus bore his teeth and her parents did nothing. so how different is this, really?

Avicus stands on the edge of the cliffs, in the sunset shade of sequoias, wind tousling her russet pelt.