Ankyra Sound straight down out of the world with my fingers

"i do not know." she lifted her head. "mireille came from those islands." she gestured beyond where either of them might be able to see beyond the black water. "and you followed sobo to fin' her." erzulie sniffed again at the tint of wolf against these haunted shores.
"is de scent familiar?"
she did not think so, but she knew only the salt which had clung to mireille. different. a dark part of the ocean.
again, the inner shifting. erzulie's eyes were back upon her son, warm. how strong he was growing! "did you come down here to hunt?"