Stavanger Bay don't touch my juul

Hoping for someone from Courtfall? But all welcome!

She swore she'd detected scent markers the last time she'd been by here, though the ocean breeze only brought the stalest odor of urine to her nose. Bat stood at the far side of The Sentinels, peering at the bay in the near distance, tongue swirling thoughtfully against her teeth. After some deliberation, she strode forward, toward the sands curving around the sound.

She hadn't fancied herself a rogue (in training) for a while now, though she wondered if there were wolves here and whether she might be able to recruit them. That's what she was doing out here, away from the grove; she'd left the guarding to @Tristan and gone out in search of folks to enlist.