Grouse Thicket And just a little too honest to believe that I am saved

Victory was sweet as it was short lived.  Her jaws caught Niamh's leg, but quicker than expected, she was forced to release when Niamh returned the favor to her.  Rosalyn hadn't given herself enough room to avoid being caught, and she couldn't afford an injury like that.  

The warning was enough to make her let go, but it was the arrival of Erzulie that turned the tide.  Her lover barreled in overtop, a sight to see, and Rosalyn felt a deep pride as she shifted to stand again beside.  

She wasn't interested in chasing.  Her ears were pinned, and her lips lifted, but she didn't step forward.  Instead she kept an eye on Erzulie, continuing to growl threateningly.  They could stay here and defend the meal she'd found, or move on.  There could be others nearby, but she was willing to take the risk.