Stavanger Bay We took a hard left, but we're alright

Their jaunt was swiftly interrupted.  At first she felt only frustration when two wolves appeared, but she recognized the one who approached soon enough.  She couldn't recall where from... and she spent a moment searching her features before giving up.  Not a bad memory, anyway.  Enemies she recalled easier.

I've not heard of any by that name.  There were plenty of she wolves, but no Merricks.  Rosalyn shifted a little impatiently, but gave Erzulie the space to answer.  

From the corner of her eye she caught sight of even more, and slowly her fur began to rise.  It was habitual instinct that lent her nerves now; they felt surrounding.  At least the others were far off, hanging back.  With only one good eye, her periphery gave her no detail.  She was lucky to have caught them at all.