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She'd gone for food, and a large tern hung from her jaws as Rosalyn trotted back along the edge of the territory.  Lately she'd had little interest in much outside of Erzulie and their children, so when the call came, she very nearly ignored it.  

No, perhaps not.  They couldn't ignore the pack completely, she supposed, and this was too easy a way to make herself quicky useful.  Rosalyn dropped the bird near a tree, kicking loam over it to retrieve later, and then adjusted her route to meet the caller.  

You looking for something? she asked as she arrived, keeping her head lifted as she appraised the woman skeptically.  She was waiting politely, but that did not mean she wasn't here to cause harm.  Luckily she was only slightly larger than Rosalyn herself - surely she could take her if it came to blows.