Stavanger Bay earth and sea cower from my screams

Her new proximity makes it easy to hear. The stranger is allowed. Nox’s eyes narrow, scrutinizing her a moment as Roz speaks. Her head lifts—not to compare against the two leaders—but that she has some seniority of the other swab. Not for long, she things, glancing to Smokestep that is appreciative of her efforts. A grin is returned, but quickly placed back on the female as her expression falls blank and makes sure everything is all right before she relaxes completely.