Gyrfalcon's Keep The 'Engel's Wings

OHAI

im gonna say this is at some undetermined time after she joined bc I want her to meet more peeps!

The hell was that sound?

Rosalyn was lying beneath a tree and gnawing on a particularly large branch when a distant humming hit her ears. She twisted, not letting go of her prize, and glanced out of the corner of her eye, but saw no one.  Should she?

Ignore it, she thought, turning back.  But a minute later she headed to her feet with a sigh, cursing her own damn curiosity. "Y'know, some should leave the music to the birds."  She called out, smiling at her own joke.  Never mind the person on the other side might take offense.  They weren't here, were they?