Totoka River Ballingoola

unlike perhaps some others, Avicus likes the sea. her time with Sapphique had been of respite, recovering from the grievous wounds dealt her by moonwoman, and of collaboration with strong, wise women. 

that her heart had been hardened against them more recently did not sour her memories.

so she wades in the surf, hunts for shellfish, and relentlessly teases her dear @Prophet, giving in only when it suits her. she's just returning from a feverish few moments with him now, his musk clinging stubbornly to her pelt as she trails the river.

Avicus is not alone for long. she turns to see her long-tailed daughter also nearby, and seemingly on her path.

with a croon, she steps forward and gives Masquerade a brusque but affectionate lick upon her cheek and forehead, taking in the girl's own scent as she does so. not much of a pup anymore, but a full-fledged warrior-hunter—and she's proven herself so.

you foughh' well, she praises, pulling back and locking eyes with Masquerade.