Stavanger Bay and hurl thieves down from paradise

whenever you have time :D also we can place this in your timeline wherever it works best

rosalyn had returned, and the spice-hued wanton had breathed more easily knowing the first mate was back beneath ironsea's protection. the skin of an ermine, one caught just at the transition between winter-white and summer-hue, had been wrapped around the leaf packets wherein erzulie kept her herbs.
with them, a rabbit's marrowbone; satisified, the swab took up the soft bundle into her jaws and departed the forest, heading along the sands at a determined clip that would not slow until she had found @Rosalyn.