The Tangle Ode to Beagle

erzulie cut through the gloomwood and showed her teeth to the wailing dog. she seemed a witch peeling from the underbrush; yes, she sought to channel even a little of caiaphas' croneish energy as she confronted the animal.
"i be givin' you a very generous ten seconds to shut de fuck up an' get away from my pack." her voice was a harsh curl of smoke. the wolf snarled, snapping on empty air to emphasize her threat.