Dragoncrest Cliffs Snapdragons

erzulie reached for chacal with a purling sound. "i am blessed to have such a good daughter to mentor." perhaps their thoughts passed in the proverbial night, metaphorical ships that touched just the edges of the old pain erzulie carried inside herself for nieve and scarab. nieve had never returned. marisol had disappeared. and scarab had been so changed when he did return from seeming death. solaire was dispersed. reyes had begun his own family. clementine and arcelia had devoted themselves to sapphique.
but — valravn, gone. regin, gone. raleska, gone. 
she blinked quietly. she thought of them all.
"dis year mireille be a year." her paws touched gently around the babes, adjusting them.
"i want her to stand beside you when dat time comes."