Stavanger Bay And turning all against the one is an art that's hard to teach

Rosalyn explains her reasoning in a way that resonates inside her. She seems to fit all the criteria. She’s never been particularly ambitious, leadership has never been desired, and here she has other like her thriving without all the boundaries. Nox licks her lips and wags her tail a bit. “I felt like I fit’n’ere,” she says, though she doesn’t know if it’s true. Of course, it’s not anything she can blame on anyone but him, but for now she can only move forward. “Where else d’you think you’d see me?” she snorts jovially.