now we got problems And I don't think we can solve 'em [DM]

Jynn relished the return of summer to Boreas. She was making her way back north to scout out the northern lands without the hindrance of snow when she heard a familiar voice call out a challenge, a challenge to the death. Was that really Sparrow? Her heart beat rapidly and she shifted her course, her companions in tow as she headed into the willows. As she neared the source of the call she picked up the scent of several wolves and opted to approach carefully. She crept forward just in time to hear Sparrow speak of her slain lover and intent to kill the strange purple woman that was her opponent.

There was so much to process in that statement alone but Jynn wasn't going to hide her support. She hopped out of the bushes to cheer Sparrow on. "Get her, Sparrow! Rip her a new asshole!" Please, win, please.