Stavanger Bay Cradles in the trees,

Vanity arrived promptly.
Especially after being so late last time...and to perhaps entice the oh so delightful O'Mally along to join her.
Umbra had power within her...it just seemed like she didn't know how to lay down the law.

Vanity held her head high as she answered the call, and would give anyone a glare if she saw them not heeding the call.
They will, and must.
If they were to survive, to not fall apart in the long winter -- for this one surely will be so on the coast. Her first... maybe her last.

Her tail waved in greeting and she lowered into a submissive position. Umbra was SaltLord, as Wintersbane had said. She was to be treated as such.​