Seaside Moors a roiled soul is calmed anew

a nod. "dey are." she saw no trace of drageda in them beyond physicality. some part of her curled to think they would one day know his name, but that was a lesson for another time. hers to teach? perhaps. she wished to press motherhood toward raleska, extend its welcoming arm back to the girl, but refrained.
surely the younger woman knew that erzulie would never stop her from reclaiming the little pair. she shifted, smiled wanly. "t'ank you. dat means a great deal." again a pause, and eventually to fill the silence, the woman rolled to scratch her back against the earth. "rosalyn has dem for de moment, an' de help of clementine. let us leave de moors for a bit?" she suggested softly, gazing toward the inland territories they had not yet visited. "hunt. or just go an' see sometin' different." a glance to the other; perhaps some time away might alleviate the pain in raleska's expression.