Dragoncrest Cliffs but come, dear companions

There was no sign of Loko, though Meerkat didn’t think much of it. It sometimes took a lot of effort to pinpoint a single wolf’s location in a large territory. And anyway, Erzulie didn’t seem particularly concerned either. Her search seemed casual and Meerkat took her cues from that.

They found themselves at the beach and the Obsidian’s earlier words echoed in her mind. “When it be warmer, perhaps we will go for a swim.” Had she changed her mind? Was she thinking of getting in the water? Meerkat remembered splashing into the waves with Njord not so long ago.

I plan to live here a very long time, she said by way of answer, then smiled a little as she added, I lived on a glacier these past six months. I bet I can handle some cold water. She wasn’t actually sure she could, though she didn’t want to disappoint Erzulie. Here was a chance, perhaps, to further earn her keep and the Obsidian’s respect.