Stavanger Bay earth and sea cower from my screams

She heard the call; it was beautiful, and it's sonorous quality piqued the girl's interest about as much as the fact she didn't recognize it.  Was polite of them to ring, for sure, though it could be a charade still.

She was wary when she approached, but not hostile; she'd never been much of a guard dog type.  When she stopped a small distance away, she stood casually, generally unwilling to show dominance unless a situation required it.  More flies with honey than vinegar or some shit like that, right?    "Aye, you looking for someone?" She asked, eyeing the girl as she did so.  The other woman was lovely, but her eyes unnerved Rosalyn a bit.  She wasn't quite sure how she read her yet, so would tread carefully.