Dragoncrest Cliffs weeper

i have no worries of your pride, she answered, still coy but teetering on teasing now. her tail swayed slow and heavy with the water of the sea.

rosalyn had always been strong in jorunn's eyes. the woman was still strong, she knew. things may have not been kind or easy, but the strength of the ruby was still there in her heart. briefly she wondered what erzulie would make of this little mingling. a thought she softly tucked away.

is that true? she turned her gaze off down the beach, stealing only sidelong glances at the scarred woman.