Dragoncrest Cliffs has a share in brilliance and beauty

rosalyn was moved more differently than erzulie would have liked. but she understood the sentiments held by her wife. she herself had not forgotten, it only felt as though her own had lessened toward the caldera. and the ones who had once so warred were gone now.
she covered her beloved's paw with a brush of her own. "no more of dat." her eyes glinted. "do you want to hear old stories about de bayou?"
in whatever way, she would while the time with rosalyn always.