Porcupine Ridge the abyss leers in hissing ruts

fade here? <3

erzulie nodded, a pensive furrow to her brow. rosalyn was a cool head to the harlot's fiery sting. it was a great part of why they matched so well. at last she relented, smoothed her features, let a smile return. "it is good to have you back," she murmured earnestly, eyes meeting and holding rosalyn's own a long moment.
in the next moment erzulie had blinked, turned away, contented. "i could eat somet'ing," came her more casual venture.