Blacktail Deer Plateau unhilt the black grimoire of death

her healer's eyes scanned the embarrassed boy's pupils for a millisecond, but saw nothing worth noting. for now. following the line of his gaze, erzulie gave a low chuff.
"come wid me to flatlands," the harlot invited, turning to find a path that would take the pair to the sprawling, snowbound plains below the plateau.
it was the best place he might learn; even if he did not come, she would go to keep her own instincts honed.