Stavanger Bay hollow earth

There was some hope that perhaps it wasn't the same creature; that this one was smaller, and maybe could be persuaded to leave.  But as it came into view, apparently responding to her summons, Rosalyn knew the bay was lost.  With their number, even if they did try, the cost would be far too much to pay.  Maybe if Smokestep were still here, as he should be, or Raptor... she felt a sharp sting of bitterness in her throat, and anger tinged her fear.

Hopefully the others would heed her warning and scatter.  All she could do was give them time.  She growled and paused, unwilling to meet it full on.  Instead she began to circle, then dodged in to snap at it, snarling.  She didn't know of Erzulie, so close by; all she cared about was distracting it, only until she could either drive it back (impossible) or at least felt some had been given time to get clear.