Stavanger Bay Sand & Lead

in truth sandpiper had not expected her accusation to hurt the girl -- infuriate her, sure -- but when she saw the wound delve deep, something in her cold resolve seemed to flicker and melt. until skellige was mentioned. his name caused her hackles to flare anew, and her eyes narrowed as she readjusted her scathing glare upon julep's amber visage.

"he didn't leave us - you left him." she contested hotly, feeling her fur stand on end along the back of her neck. "my father would never. he sent us back here to reclaim his empire!" it was then her temper receded enough that she was able to connect the dots -- julep -- szymon and doe's pup. a distant memory dredged up of them once playing long ago on the bleak shore. she frowned by this memory's revelation. "oh." well didn't she feel stupid -- certainly not the first nor the last time sandpiper cairn would make an absolute horse's ass out of herself. she cleared her throat and tried a new tactic: "i'm sandpiper cairn. skellige's daughter."