Dragoncrest Cliffs archangel

chantale was screaming; chantale was screaming. her mother was a furious ribbon of scarlet hackles lunging along the beachhead until she found the girl.
knowing at once what had happened, mireille pulled chantale toward her, the tentacles moving sluggishly. a hindpaw stamped upon the creature as she tried to slowly separate the long arms from her stung daughter.
once extracted, mireille kissed the crying face. "it hurts so much. your grandmaman erzulie taught me what to do. ah? it will be all right, chantale."