Blacktail Deer Plateau ever he is, who takes his seat so close

she grinned. "it was fun." until this moment, erzulie had not been able to enjoy the events; too racked with doubt and shame upon her inward stage.
but there had been a fierce, wild pleasure in it, and she shared this with her son in a silent, knowing moment. 
"it was good to remind ot'ers of what rusalka is," the beta hissed conspiratorially, before her feature smoothed into her normal aloof disposition. 
erzulie looked at reyes firmly, before rising and taking a trail that led out of the plateau. he would accompany her, she was certain.
nieve had been retiring, clementine nowhere. scarab and marisol traveled. only reyes had made himself known; only reyes had put the ferocity of pirate and bayou-witch together in a gentle but cunning display.
only reyes was suited to follow she and rosalyn into leadership.
erzulie loved every one of her children, and fiercely, but it was the way of their kind to determine what role fit which offspring.
and for now, reyes was meant for the helm
"dere is a copse of cherry trees some days' trek dat way," erzulie murmured, indicating the teeth of the sunspire. "but i do not only want bark, reyes. be free wid it. bring me information you t'ink is useful."