Dragoncrest Cliffs Snapdragons

She was beckoned, but waited a moment as she heard the quiet shuffle of her mother’s feet. She felt the weariness of her soul and it’s troubles melt away, smoothed like silk ribbon under a careful hand when she heard her mother’s voice. She moved inside, carrying her parcel, and her eyes adjusted just as the babes were introduced.

They were earth-toned, small and soft. Her eyes glistened. She wanted immediately to caress them with her muzzle to feel the velveteen of their fur. She uttered a soft whine, and set the bundle of kelp down for Erzulie. She nudged it toward her mother, and lay down so she could see the pups from their level. 

”So soft, aye?” She sung. ”Maman, Dey be perfect.”