Dragoncrest Cliffs o, weep for adonis!

njord had taken meerkat somewhere into his den. erzulie kept her distance from the young lovers for the time being. it was not green jealousy nor wan envy that kept her aside.
while rosalyn rested, her wife ascended into the pines and began to hunt the salt-trees. new snow had fallen and this covered fresh tracks. the obsidian wound through the boles, crossing a track that might have been earlier left by @Jorunn.