Redtail Rise and the pleiades

the call itself is calm enough, but she's seasoned enough to read in body where words failed. Erzulie's posture belied some great stress, and her face draws tight, eyes narrowing and lips stretching into a displeased grimace. 

still, she gives the woman a friendly wave of her tail in greeting, and comes to stand face to face with Sapphique's leader.

yes? her voice is terse, but not unkind. she does not think Erzulie would have come with good news; she would have sent someone else, perhaps, or let it bide until Avicus's next visit.

there's trouble in the air. the murder, and. . .