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quennell was excited. erzulie was pleased by aminthe's obedience. the sea must be respected. her wrath was fierce and it did not spare even those who had dwelt beside its waters all their lives. she nosed them both, chuckling at the sand already matted into her son's fur.
"loko an' maman rosalyn be much de same," she crooned to them both. "to be of sapphique is to wear salt an' sand all of your days."
she extended her forepaws into the seafoam, encouraging aminthe to do the same.