Stavanger Bay and twisted preservatives of life

The last thing she expected was for Sandpiper to hail her, so when she did, Rosalyn had to twist around to confirm it was in fact she who was calling and not some random seagull.

Turns out she was hailing and approaching.  Oh boy.  Despite her intentions to mend fences (mostly due to Smoke and Raptor, selfishly, and a desire to not have a packmate hate her guts who was so prevalent with them), Rosalyn inwardly tensed, a big 'what now' going off in her mind.  The question was innocuous enough but the intentions were completely unknown.

"Not sure yet," she replied, turning thankfully away from the wind with the rest of her so that she faced the other woman. "Just warming up."  She almost followed up with a question, but instead let it sit in her expression.... did piper want something or did she somehow simply want to chat?