Dragoncrest Cliffs Snapdragons

chacal.
erzulie opened her eyes. her tail struck the den's inside as she had done with meerkat. she could see the tanzanite's shadow falling across the ground outside, and inched forward toward the entrance with a low croon. 
"dey be awake for now," she revealed, lifting her foreleg. aminthe clung doggedly to a nipple whilst quennell bobbed his head to and fro, searching for whatever scent chacal had brought into the den.
"aminthe." she touched the soft little head. "an' quennell."
a brother. a sister. both perfect. she did not discuss the third.
erzulie searched for chacal's face in the semi-dark, wondering what the young woman would make of it all. the rich smell of sea urchin eggs lingered. her stomach tightened with hunger. this time it felt she was three times as ravenous.
she did not sense her daughter's turmoil.