Seaside Moors desert shadows creep across purple sands

if someone wants to join, she's just watchinnn for now

One of them was always near, and nowadays, Rosalyn was often it.  Her time was eking closer and as it did, traveling became more of a task than it was worth.  She was resting in the sun just outside when she heard movement and watched Solaire peek out.  Her attention seemed to be on something distant, and Rosalyn smiled.  Not yet, little one, but soon.

She kept an eye out, readying herself to intercept if she sought to leave the den's sights.  They were ready, perhaps, for a wider home now.