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she had persuaded @Rosalyn to allow herself a short respite. it was, after all, how she had been treated, and she wished to give it back to her wife.
with clementine watching the pair of older girls, erzulie took little @Chacal into her loving embrace and gazed down with great affection into the little face of the newest addition to their large brood.
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She watched quietly as Rosalyn departed. Having at last settled among a new family in the moors of Rusalka, the hooded child looked now to her as a provider - everything that a mother should be. So to see her slip beyond the threshold of the den was enough to bring about the soft whimpering of a babe who was quick to deem herself unwanted.

While her memories of the birth-giver were poor, the freshest one was of being left behind with wolves who were strangers. Soon, that too would fade, but for the time being she suffered for it.

Another adult remained, however, but not the one who nursed Regin and her brother. She'd shown her nothing but kindness, however, so the youngster closed to distance between them with every intention of fitting herself into place for a much-needed cuddle.

There was already another tiny body ttucked in close, however, and the girl blinked down at baby Chacal. She'd been taught to be careful with her, to be gentle, yet jealousy roused hot in her veins and she shot Erzulie a pointed stare.
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The novelty of existence was never-ending. While she began to become familiar with her own biological routine, there were changes happening outside of her which- while not concerning- were something of interest. She was only days old, but was becoming aware of the fact that she had two caregivers who offered her sustenance and warmth, and that she was not the only one who slumbered alongside them, sharing in their warmth.

She could differentiate between her mothers and her siblings mainly by the fact that the latter had limbs and paws that were small enough to drape across her shoulders as they snuggled, and their movements were quicker and clumsier than her mothers, but gentle still. 

Presently, she awoke, roused by her hunger and nuzzled into the cream fur of her mother's belly searching for- and quickly finding- her way to nurse. She made soft, suckling noises as she latched on, and kneaded her mother's belly gently with her tiny, dark forepaws.
It can be assumed that if Chacal is speaking, she will be singing. Her speaking patterns will always have a melodic quality to them.
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chacal was quick to seek out her mealtime, and erzulie settled onto her side with half-closed gaze, blinking in the warmth. a third daughter; three potential matriarchs for this pack. yes, she thought of it now. nieve and reyes at its helm, scarab and marisol their seconds. reticent clementine as the counsel. and now, the elegant solaire and eager arcelia. where might chacal fit one day?
a thump of her tail as raleska's daughter crept closer, and the harlot watched the older child with an affection she had not yet known until this moment. she had yet to know the attitude of the feral little pair, but by all ways she meant to know them, to carve out a place for caiaphas' grandchildren in the hierarchy of the future.
"mwen grann ou," the jezebel whispered down to the sudden hardline of the girl's glare. a grin; erzulie beckoned the babe closer, to lie higher up along her chest from where chacal fed.
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Oblivious to the sentiments racing through Regin's mind, Chacal continued to nurse, filling her little belly up with nutritious milk until she had had enough. She felt the vibrations from Erzulie's voice, but was used to this occurrance by now, and thoroughly enjoyed how reassuring it was. She smacked her little lips together in satisfaction, and made small gurgling noises as she burrowed further into her mother's fur, leaning herself into the warmth, and after exposing her toothless mouth in a wide yawn, tucked her he4ad down and fell asleep.
It can be assumed that if Chacal is speaking, she will be singing. Her speaking patterns will always have a melodic quality to them.
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regin settled close, and erzulie began a low song. toward chacal she glanced; both seemed content enough to curl into somnolence, and so the harlot continued her soft aria, until at last her tones dropped and she too joined the baby pair.
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