Stavanger Bay with flowers in the sunshine

OHAI YOU RANG!?
Lemme know if this ain't coo

After recruiting Dakini, Rosalyn roamed the surrounding territories a bit, seeking out willing souls but finding only some weird wolf-like creature in the process.  Not a thrilling find, all in all, but she was glad to have another friend on this bit of sand anyway.  She hadn't met the others yet, but as things stood, only Sandpiper had issue with her so far.  Not too bad, not too bad at all.

The copter noises woke her, a roaring that was definitely not the normal sort of morning chorus.  She didn't see the  cause, but hunkered down until the sound had passed.  It put her teeth on edge, and unlike some, Rosalyn wasn't a fan of chasing odd noises.  If life entered some sorta weird horror flick situation, she intended on being one of those who made it out alive.  Or whatever the hell the wolf equivalent to that would be.

When she did venture out, she figured a run on the beach would be keen.  And when she saw her old buddy Raptor, she called out a cheerful "Hoy!"  Before, of course, noticing his company and slowing to a stop prematurely.  Welp.  If it wasn't her favorite.