Sunset Valley swison

many things happened at once. druid was whispering as the man shouted toward them. she decided she did not like how loud his voice was, and shrank back along the rivenwood huntresses. her own eyes swept toward the woman called nyra. rosalyn wore many scars, and erzulie a few herself. they did not perturb mireille. but the sheer size of the wolfess certainly did; the sea-girl did not think she had ever seen anyboy quite so large.
she was like a great scarred seal. sobo would never believe she had seen something like that!
a stake of longing went through her heart.
the man had extended an invitation. she smirked as heda was not allowed to join the hunt, mostly out of relief that she would not see her companion's sister trampled. but then they were instructed to follow along. mireille perked her ears at heda's moody murmur.
"you were almost stomped by one of dem! you are not scared at all, you want to go back?" the scarlet pebble was incredulous. "we do not have such large t'ings in sapphique!"