Redsand Canyon Lean in close

Setting: Night — 22:30
Weather: Calm, clear skies.

Pandora has come far from her home, but she never thinks about it. She has no home. She has no attachments to places or other beings. She cares only for herself and the deities that bestow upon her the most unusual of gifts. Pandora has a god complex and believes she might as well be one. No one knows the power she holds despite her small form. With the gifts from her gods, she’s able to travel so far, so fast, without tiring. 

That’s how she got here. In a canyon of beautiful red sands that she knows will stain her beautiful, cream colored pelt bloody. Still, she’s calm and calculated as she moves across the groves of hard, deformed rock and over the hills of soft granulates of sand. Her movements are smooth and majestic and her full tail flows behind her beautifully — a wraith floating through the echoing, but deadly silence of the Redsands.