Ankyra Sound know that you shall die like whores

likewise, erzulie lay her gaze upon rosalyn and was silent. her wife, scarred again by the pressures of leadership, the constant turmoil for the crown into which firefly had thrown them all. it was the way of their kind, was it not? to be endlessly vying against one another? well now vaati led, and erzulie knew if he demanded her fealty, she would not give it. caiaphas had been the only leader she recognized; it would remain so.
paws flexed against the sand; eventually the harlot found the strength to press onward, toward rosalyn. but still the words did not come, could not come; she merely paused to silently invite the other to her side, and then continued to plod along the shoreline, annoyed by the new heaviness of her physique.