Stavanger Bay A hunting we will go

Rosalyn knew there were individuals here she had not met yet, and she was going to make it her goal to fix that.  She knew them by scent at least; the strange girl she'd encountered with the seal, but there was another, and it was she who Roz sought out today.

She found her on the strand and arrived just in time to see her leap, impressively snapping a bird from the sky and shaking it to end the creature.  She grinned, then approached easily, friendly.  There was no need to posture or any of that yet, and she wasn't about to start this off on the wrong foot if she could help it.

"Nice catch," she complimented, indicating the bird hanging from her mouth.