Dragoncrest Cliffs city grown willow

too much to ask, but not too much to offer. erzulie glanced over meerkat with a gently maternal assessment. "come to my den," she invited. "it be quiet t'ere." she could not keep the girl here, but she was determined to ensure that the traveler ate at least one meal with them.
her medic's gaze would not miss the other's gait, but she did not press meerkat again. it was interesting to think of yuelong again, in any capacity, as it had been the sisters' forced split from rusalka that had created the island.
perhaps this wayward family had found itself there. sapphique was too removed to know more comings and goings than were brought to them.