Stavanger Bay with flowers in the sunshine

rosalyn introduced the mixed to the pair and sandpiper bristled, her cheeks puffed with tufts of fur on end. "i'm the second." she corrected coldly, feeling as if the lack of formal introduction regarding her rank was perhaps a deliberate jab. her expression was sullen as she turned back to dakini, who seemed more chatty than a drunken gull.

like raptor sandpiper did not favor their hidden language, and felt her security wrackled. she said nothing as dakini turned to leave, instead electing to stare at her impassively -- unflinchingly -- with long drawn out blinks. she gave rosalyn one last frigid glance and then turned quickly to pad after raptor. she was eager to close the distance between them and edge rosalyn out.