Dragoncrest Cliffs Let it smoulder

tonight was a somber affair. erzulie had some inkling of an undertone when she arrived to the gathering and saw that chacal had excluded meerkat and her husband.
the ruby had learned not to pry. sapphique was well-connected internally, with generations of family who overlapped in communication. sooner or later, she would learn.
she suspected sooner.
chacal spoke, informing the pack of a bear close and asking for suggestions on what they might do. one of their newest, the woman pulled from the sea, spoke with a confidence that belied her years as well as rank. erzulie was heartened by this show of involvement and investment, leveling the girl with an approving look.
"while i would like de bear to be dead outright, engaging it wid less — final intentions might be savin' more injury." and if the beast came to them, well —
the last had taken a great price and still died in the end.
"i would like to put fort' a suggestion if de bear persists, an' dat be to poison it, to draw it off wid a kill i will stuff full of sundry t'ings. if it will not die, dat would at least weaken it, sicken it."
but it might bring its wrath again, and that was why she meant it only as a plan of insurance.