Dragoncrest Cliffs i desire and i crave

Quennell seemed immune to her attempt to draw him into their teasing brand of play, but that was fine; Aminthe had Erzulie's full attention once her brother trotted back to her other maman. 

Her tiny tongue reached up to wipe across her nose when her mother put foam there. It was very salty, not good at all. Aminthe shook her head and her face scrunched in disgust. The offensive taste was easily forgotten, though, as there were other things far more interesting. 

Aminthe jumped into the foam, spurred by her maman's laugh. She dropped to the ground on her side and let the white fluffy stuff cling to her fur. For a second, she forgot about the taste and tried to bite some of the foam; she was quickly reminded how gross it was.