Seaside Moors and all my body shakes,

@Aningan @Rosalyn @Rosencrantz @Raleska @Nieve @Marisol @Kasatka. no post order, gonna tag babies in subsequent posts as i ran to the last minute and things are still getting worked out LOL f to me

 

before the sun had dipped itself into a golden death, erzulie felt the familiar pains beginning to stir along her hips. the sea beckoned, and with one of her daughters following, the beta paced along the sands. her paws gripped the cool grains; the lap of the surf around her ankles grounded the harlot.
she breathed, and thought of reyes, of scarab.
she breathed, and grit her teeth, and cried a hoarse shout, crouching low upon the shoreline. 
the cramping ripples did not come again until she arrived to the den she had chosen. erzulie bid her companion leave, slipping into the darkness to begin her travails.
only her wife would be admitted.
but even after twilight, erzulie panted and lapped watered moss, a whine trapped in her throat, and still the children did not arrive.