Blacktail Deer Plateau His son would think his father could do no wrong

sorry i missed this last round!

nieve was perceptive. acceptant. erzulie knew that the drastic changes foisted upon them in such a short time, but she hoped that her children would recover.
a lance of pain flared through her heart for the ones she had lost, but the harlot pressed on, regarding her gilded daughter warmly. "i would like that also. rivers. trees; a deep forest. perhaps a cliffside."
she glanced to the skies, cinnamon hackles ruffled against a gust of cool air. "winter is soon to come to de lan's. i look forward to snow."