Barrow Fields fire and life incarnate

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When Thuringwethil moves, Rosalyn's attention snaps to her, crouching defensively.  But instead of approaching, she turns to leave, and suddenly the odds look much more even.

Still set on edge and growing more angry with Caiaphas' taunting, a large part of her wants to do something stupid.... the fight hadn't gone her way before, but she had learned since, and she was strong.  Her eyes burn as the witch references this too, and she takes another step forward... her lip lifting to reveal some teeth. "I do.  And I'm never against tryin again."  Her ears pricked for any sign of another, she waits stiffly for a recourse.  Teetering on the edge of fight or flight, but leaning heavily towards the latter.