Dragoncrest Cliffs came home to a burnt out room

the girl indra was unwell.
erzulie had not pressed an approach. she had only watched, and what she saw was a soul very deeply troubled. indra had come from ursus, and there was only one other who had mentioned the name to her.
today her two-toned eyes watched indra wander, her young body tense. "come wit me," she called, tail raised in some small authority. "i need help in de tangle."
she would make up some task or another. for now she smiled encouragingly and waited.