Dragoncrest Cliffs Gleypa

rage and hate and anger and pain;
sobo, dead, dead; her daughter shouting in their words and their tones; erzulie drew up sharply;
theo
red heat and terrible fury poured into her heart. erzulie heard val's whooping and grunted, lurching back from the bear's crushing blow, pulling on all the power of sapphique's lwa and her own skilled guardianship to escape this first attempt at death.
it would come again.
ten minutes.
its claws caught her across the ribcage, drawing deep furrows of crimson as she hit the ground in a hard roll. chacal's gold-black frame flashed like wildfire and the bear's snarl shattered the air. agony flooded her vision, but the ruby forced herself upright with a hot hiss seething through clenched teeth. 
the woman soared for the space between the bear's forelegs, fangs cutting for flesh of the chest; clinging limpetlike, knowing that she must abide until it brought its teeth to bear.
and all the while, sand churned to scarlet beneath her.