The Sunspire Like I'm a Revelation

A sudden wind blew up at her hocks, and with the gust, it brought a brush of scent to her nose as she walked. 
A follower? She couldn't quite tell yet, especially with other scents weaving around the range of peaks. 
Skalda smiled to herself at the thought of being followed, deciding if it was true, then to play the part further of obliviousness. 
After all, she has been up until now, assuming she wasn't just going insane. 

The crimson lady eventually made her way to the top of the mountain, stopping to overlook the flatlands she had come from and the squiggly outline of more mountains far in the distance. 
A pleased smile formed on her lips, especially as she turned to look over the mountains spreading opposite of the Kintla. 

"Tenebros, Infernia, I pray to thee, show me the way." She murmured, ruby red eyes scanning hungry and ambitious.