Ocean's Breath Plateau six vices become wrath

Rosalyn did not immediately turn when Erzulie stopped - she continued to look off, across the plateau, lost in wondering where they might go next, as well as remembering some of her last trips inland.  She hadn't been primarily landbound since before saltwinter, a long while ago.

Funny, to think of that right as she came.

Something pinged in Rosalyn's senses as off, some movement of Erzulie's or sound on the wind, but she finally turned, looking for the source.  As soon as she saw it it was unmistakable.  Caiaphas was not an easy wolf to miss nor to forget.  Her hackles rose, but she only tensed and made no other move to instigate.  Aside from Erzulie she wondered if she had a single friend to offer in these lands.  Likely not.  Just a veritable legion of enemies and hard feelings.

The reunions continue, she said, the tone of her voice joking, but with an undercurrent of an edge.  Why couldn't they just leave her be?