Stavanger Bay Cause when the train wreck comes gonna leave them out

haha! In turn, Rosalyn

It was clear enough that her presence wasn't wanted, but that was honestly too damn bad.  She was tired of tiptoeing around in the place she intended to call home.  She walked up casually, eyeing the Cairn without ire, for a moment wondering where she should begin.  

"Your defense needs work."  She said finally, shifting sideways on the sand to leave her her space still.  She wasn't about to close in and start something again.  "If you wanted a pointer or two....". She trailed off, then shrugged offhandedly.

It was an olive branch, and one they she personally felt was pretty damn generous.  Teach her rival a few pointers? Some might call it dumb.  But the pack wouldn't benefit from having shitty scrappers, and if Sandpiper was going to be fighting those with dirtier moves (as she), she needed to learn to better cover her vulnerabilities.