Stavanger Bay Heaven is a stone's throw away

((Open to anyone, but maybe a @Sandpiper ?))

After following Raptor down to the beach, Rosalyn took her time enjoying the familiar scent of salt that flooded her senses.  It felt so good to be back on the shore, and to be able to relax there, knowing this group had at least some sort of claim on this patch.  If anyone nasty came a callin, she'd have backup, something that was always foremost in the mind of the smaller woman.

Now she stood with her fore paws in the water, enjoying the waves as they lapped up.  She'd gone hunting earlier and cracked a few oysters, but she was considering heading inland for a bit and see what kinda game she could scare up in the trees.  Maybe in a few, she thought, closing her eyes and enjoying the sun's relative early afternoon warmth.