Dragoncrest Cliffs Snapdragons

erzulie nodded. "i can ask her." truth be told she was unsure if the girl's state was known extensively to all. she suspected it must be, for they had all been attendant at her bedside since she had come home. there was a long blink that followed, something warm and altogether spurred by the presence of newborns at an experienced breast.
"mireille. sobo. coraline. all of dem returned in a way from de island different, or wid different t'oughts in dey heads. not bad ones," she assured. "only — more tended toward de ways we have not always practiced here."
erzulie may have mentioned the loa in passing, but sobo had been the first to ask her of it, the first to engage her. she had always found this strange and splendid, that women might inherit sapphique and her blood run in their veins, but that one of the sons who had stayed upon these shores held a singular interest in her own past.
it had evoked many things for erzulie.
"i t'ink loko is a bit unchanged. he be wild, dat one. we must keep an eye on him," she joked grinningly toward chacal.