Seaside Moors and all my body shakes,

Rosalyn didn't need to be asked twice.  As Erzulie reaches for her, she pressed close, offering the only grounding she could.  The mother's body would do the rest, but perhaps with her near the comfort would bring ease.

She didn't answer but gave her a knowing look, then began to groom her ears in a soothing ritual.  It would be worth it after, but for now, she knew it did not feel as though it were.  She remembered the pain dimly.

After a tryin time which she felt only distantly.... it passed in a blur... there were two. Two daughters.  Rosalyn beheld them silently, and was unable to speak for a length. They are perfect, she finally said, and tucked herself alongside.  For the moment, those outside were forgotten.  Is there anything you need?