Dragoncrest Cliffs trick or treat, smell my feet

last for erz!

erzulie watched each of the faces before her.
a smile crossed her muzzle at the boy's exclamation. her wife's answer sufficed. teya spoke, and the obsidian found herself wondering. 
she cleared her throat. it was then that njord slipped away. she held fast, but her surprise might have been apparent to her wife. erzulie recovered as soon as she was able and smiled at teya. "you would not have come so far if you did not."
her attention turned to the children. "has your fat'er told you about sea urchin eggs? perhaps you come wid me an' we find some."
something was shifting inside sapphique.
she stood aside and invited her son, his companion, and their grandpups across the seasalt border. her eyes settled on her growing son. she would fall back alongside his flank as soon as she was able, allowing her presence to guide the wolven column along the rocky path inward.