Stavanger Bay earth and sea cower from my screams

Cameo, ish. Tag if you interact! May reply periodically.

After the call is made, Nox can’t help the shift in her feet. She’d been heading toward the coast anyway so when her feet hit the familiar grainy feeling, she knows she’s close. Her nose flares, scenting the wind through the heavy salt in the air until she finds what she’s looking for. The familiar form of Roz holds her attention first before drifting off to the stranger, staring at her from a distance. Pale yellow eyes narrow to compensate and she slows to a stop several yards away. The wind whips around her, carrying their voices off in the other direction and her cupped ears only catch the hushed murmuring of words.