Dragoncrest Cliffs This Is the Only Way to Be

this can be last for me! <3

erzulie nodded. chacal's handling of a situation that might daunt another was masterful. she had rosalyn's poise, the obsidian decided, smoothing a lock of fur behind their daughter's ear as the words were spoken. it hurt again to think of the loss. she simply could not let that happen.
"she will, dous mwen."
she reached into the den to nuzzle the complaining boy and brushed the head of the tiniest child upon which they focused. "berceuse," she repeated, throat thickened with emotion. "a strong name for a child who will fight."
a tiny warrior surrounded by generations of family; erzulie would light each inch of land in sapphique with veves for the life of her newborn granddaughter.
she settled close and firmly so, indicating she meant to stay for a long while. her muzzle guided the girl back toward the nipple. even if she did not yet nurse, the presence of her face so close might compel the milk to come along all the same. she would learn to eat by proxy, then.
she pulled back and folded her forelegs, kissing chacal once more. "i be here. an' maman is out t'ere, keepin' watch."
little berceuse was encircled by love.