Dragoncrest Cliffs for me this and love for the sun

meerkat, gentle and with scent tinged in a familiar change. the obsidian's mouth curved slightly and she thumped her tail against the den's interior, inviting the young woman closer. erzulie could smell from here the sharp salt and florals of whatever meerkat had brought.
her body hungered at once, for the creation of milk was quite consuming indeed.
her children ate greedily.