Twisted Slough A shifting of the sands

She was never far from Ajaw, but one did not question a god without good reason.

She could see why it was they had come here. These lands were godless, and she felt there little to fear now that their god walked among them. Who could question? She looked with disdain on the unclaimed wilds. From what she had seen so far, these packs were disorganized shadows cast about by the whims of fate.

They did not know what it was they lacked. If their Ajaw saw fit, she would be glad to help them see, but she was ever an instrument to be pointed.

Fleche knew the others of the holcan were likewise not far. They moved as one even when parted.

She investigated the scent she followed, then her ears twisted behind, detecting movement of some kind. If they hoped to question her hunting rights she would be quick to correct their misunderstanding. Her divine rights would not be displaced.

@Kukulkaan just for reference!