Dragoncrest Cliffs trick or treat, smell my feet

reyes.
erzulie had seen her wife's fitfulness. it was just after the seawolf that she arrived, nosing along her mate's shoulders with a gesture meant only for her.
and then she turned her smile upon their son. "it is so good to see you again," her voice sounded, two-toned eyes filled with delight. she would lean forward with a brush of her muzzle for him as well. she came to stand beside njord and sobo, offering her presence to her younger son who did not yet know his brother.
the obsidian quickly flicked her eyes over teya. the girl was pretty, and it seemed she had come just as far with reyes' children in tow. and she knew them, she felt, by their appearance, by their age.
"dis be sapphique," erzulie told the young ones. "rosalyn an' i, we be your grands-mères."
she tried not to look at rosalyn, but she had lived long with the woman she loved. her wife was becoming more reticent.