Porcupine Ridge luxuriant adonis is dying

Thresher's features warmed. They shared a love for the sea, and even if Erzulie might not have known that fact about Thresher, she treasured their secret little similarity as she drew closer to join her in her bunk. The snow wasn't as deep as she'd thought- they would be safe here. 

There was something distant about Erzulie-s gaze that made Thresher wonder what she'd been going through. Here she was, hiding in the mountains to avoid men. And Thresher, hoping she could find hers once the mountains yielded. The thought of it made her sigh heavily, and set her head on her forepaws.