Dragoncrest Cliffs This island our prison, our home.

Treats, she knew, were something that would be given when they were deserved, and weren't to be asked for...But sometimes, the girl couldn't help herself, especially when in the presence of her grandparents. Her mother was not strict, but her grandmothers...They were certainly willing to treat her, and her siblings, and shower them with seemingly whatever it was they ask for, so long as they asked politely. Suzu giggled with glee and did a happy little shimmy when Erzulie agreed. 

"Rosalyn," The child murmured the name softly. It amused her, still, that her grandmothers had names too, aside from simply being Grandmaman and Grandman, or even Maman, as they were to her mother, aunts and uncles. She loved their names. "Yesss! Oh t'ank, oh t'ank you, Grandmaman!" She said, giggling and batting a foot at her Grandmother's face when her breath tickled the fluff in her ears. She would delightedly follow her grandmother to where the sea urchins had been stashed, and enjoy a little taste of it for having learned so much about sea birds.