Ravensblood Forest yon lanmè nwa

He was met with hostility, which he expected—though it came from the other woman who had followed. Hex backed down immediately, catching sight of her scarred throat, nostrils flaring at the scent of blood.

More blood would soon follow.

He had intended to stand upon the path between the main forest and the cove, protecting the mothers from lecherous sorts like @Crowell. But then the younger one came, with an anxious request for him—

Call for the others.

He felt as if he'd swallowed a bone, whole. He tried to speak, but the words would not come out. He did not trust the pirates, not around these women, newborn children. . .

But if that was what they wished, he would oblige.

Hex howled, voice hoarse and strangled, for @Meredith and the rest. Even before his cry had faded into the trees, he turned and prepared to offer help—while keeping a respectful distance from now two mothers in labor.

shadowposted, some edits