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The meadow was a vast expanse of white.
She stood out upon the crispness of the cold like freshly spilled blood.
She had paused for a time here, in her journey away, away, away...From the
before.
The red lady continued in her elegant stride for a brief time, glancing a few times to the Woods somewhere in the distance, then to the Mesa, which looked almost as red as her lush furs...
Wicca blinked slowly for a time, contemplating where she would go.
It was winter, after all...
She should end up
somewhere, for the sake of survival.
Anywhere other than a place with lack of shelter, at the very least.
Wicca heard the bellow from across the meadow.
Why, it practically boomed with how silent it was out here.
The simple warning was awarded an amused chuckle that she hid well behind a rather neutral stare and the interested tilt of her head.
"What is...Akashingo?" She asked to the man genuinely.
The cold was beginning to bite slightly at her though, and thus despite her smooth voice, she shivered a tad, attempted to shake it off with an embarrassed smile
"Apologies, I'm entirely new to the area..." She admitted, though she stayed where she was, unless he would invite her closer.
The man spoke of a palace, lead by a Pharaoh and a Shabti.
A king and a queen, they may be called elsewhere, or so the guard said.
Her interest was piqued, and so she considered if she wanted to join such a place...
It didn't hurt to at least have a taste, did it?
"My name is Wicca...May I request an audience with your Pharaoh and Shabti?" She asked politely.
Her tone held no malice.
Only interest and perhaps even a tinge of hope.