Felltree Marsh and beautiful-haired muses

Njord was surprised to hear this legendary figure was once an actual living, breathing wolf. He always assumed Caiaphas was more metaphorical. A name for a bad omen or spirit with sinister intent.

Then how could a wolf as good as Erzulie choose to run with such a terrible monster? “Hmm,” he hummed with a smile, “are ya sure she didna eat one of yer kids when ya weren’t lookin’?” Njord jeered with a toothy grin. He bunny hopped away as if to avoid a swing should she decide to clobber him for his bad joke.

“Tha must’ve been traumatic,” he said then, returning to the subject of Rosalyn.