Ankyra Sound I was born to dance with two left feet

mostly for timeline and status update, but aw!

Leaving had been a mistake, and she'd messed up her injury something fierce by attempting to hold Raleska back that day.  She'd managed to founder her way home but the limb had swollen alarmingly and could hold no weight.  So she stayed off of it completely.

She'd told Erzulie about the meeting, and presumably some of her concerns.  It still felt like they were sitting on a powder keg and Rosalyn hated waiting with nothing to do until it exploded.  

Currently she was dwelling on it, staring at the cliffs in the distance with an inscrutable expression.  If none came, she'd remain, mainly because she had nowhere else to go.  She needed to let the limb heal, even if that meant going a tad crazy from the idleness of it.