Dragoncrest Cliffs i told you don't cuss at me!

erzulie looked toward her buoyant son as she put forepaws into the icy surf at their hidden beach. she did not halt her daily swimming, not for any weather.
"not at all, quen. you comin' wit me?" she paced slowly until the water reached her shoulders, hardly wincing at the sting now that it had been so many years.