Blacktail Deer Plateau ever he is, who takes his seat so close

her son did not want to speak of it.
erzulie was briefly wounded, but closed this off with a brisk smile and a nod of understanding. "well, i am glad you are back now, an' your mother is also." the ranging of their children so early had taken a toll upon the pair; marisol still had never returned. but reyes had, clementine had, nieve had. scarab too, but had traded a life in rusalka for one of wanderlust.
on a whim she leant closer, licked his eartip lovingly. "i be ready anytime to listen, reyes," and then she truly left off it.
rising, the harlot shook out her ruff and stretched. "come spar wid your old mot'er," she invited jokingly, falling into a playbow with the intent of dispelling the tension.