Lone Star Mountain what should we do?

"far." she was not certain what a village was, but the cast of their conversation implied he was asking after her home. erzulie, who had always chosen inside her pack, was out of her element, wandering the mountains alone. thus far she had not wanted males near her.
it was his respect that had shifted her mood toward him; she looked at the fineness of the stranger and knew that he would give her something which she might expand and gild into proper sea-dwellers.
but it would be with rosalyn, with her sons, with her daughters.
erzulie turned. one hip curved toward the unknown wolf. she wanted the anonymity of the wild place, wanted her thoights kept at bay for a little time. "have you ever been wid a woman?" she inquired. he was not a pup, nor near childhood, and yet he did not respond with a man's interest.
perhaps he, like zephyr and hyacinth, only cared for the company of his own.
erzulie's curiosity remained apparent.