Cerulean Cape listen [m]

up to you whether anything lands or not <3

pet.

it is another blow, painful and as jagged as claws upon flesh. and he chipped more and more at the kindness she had come with. the kindness that had been draped over her like a pelt for a newborn was ripped freshly.

by men. man after man in these cursed lands sought to strip her of joy.

erzulie had not spoken to her in such ways. rosalyn had done no such thing.

and she felt hot under the surface, an unkind ugliness that reared its head as he took it upon himself to just leave. if he wanted to go far, she would make sure he stayed far.

quick to lunge and aimed to sink teeth into his hip, as eager to mark herself upon him in one last way and chase him from the coast. jorunn — sapphique — did not need him here.