Deepwood Weald the choking smoke of jerusalem burning

Rosalyn nodded in agreement, but in response to the grimness that seemed to overtake her lover, reached over to place a kiss on her muzzle, near the cheek.  It didn't much matter to the former captain so long as they were safe; the ocean had at one time been the only love she needed, but now she had another, and it was far more important to her.

If she had known Erzulie's thoughts, she'd have echoed them.  Despite everything that had occurred, bending to the will of another didn't sit easily with her, and the thought of giving their freedom to some other to dictate lent a sour taste to her mouth.  If they were to join a band, it would be a band that would know they did as they pleased, and a band that would respect this.  It was doubtful such a thing would come so late in the season, but it was a hope at least.

wrap this and have another? I may start a couple more if things quiet down this week <3