Ankyra Sound holy water

"More nipple biters, really?" Chacal murmured with a musical chuckle. 

Meerkat's nervousness was palpable, but Chacal was calm, content to stay where the surf could massage her ankles a bit more, foam flicking against her flanks if it rushed in. She did turn to look at Meerkat, and realized that she was captivated by something near to desperation in the statement she'd made. Having children, it seemed, was very important to her- a sentiment that Chacal could understand. 

She preferred to be as transparent as possible, most times. 

"I be given a request from Jorunn an' Erzulie too,
De former be wantin' a litter in springtime, like you. 
Me as well, I would like to 'ave another,
dere be not'ing quite like bein' a mother," She said warmly. 

"We 'ave children who will be nearing a year
by de time more children come along; I don't fear
dat we might fin' ourselves short on resources.
We be puttin' de young ones to use, in full force." A slight chuckle. 

"An' we 'ave a bounty blessed upon our shores-
it should feed us until new year, an' we cache some, of course.
Mireille, I hear, has already offered her blessing to you-
an' if she feel it be so, den I do too."

She said. Of course, she agreed in most cases with her sister's sentiments and beliefs. She wasn't sure yet if Mirelle also planned on having a litter, but such things did not need to be decided so early. She wouldn't rush her sister's plans, but had faith that her judgement was sound.