Lion Head Mesa shadow and bone

looking for leadership @Toula or @Senmut <3

intrigue played havoc with sullivan's mind since his meeting with legend; try as he might to tuck it away and ignore it.

the blackbird had tried to give himself the illusion of choice but his path had been set and landlocked the moment he'd crossed paths with legend and she spoke of akashingo.

he strides towards the mesa; steps slowing to a stop as he approaches the borders.

a thump of his heart, a draw of crisp, cooling autumn air and his head tips back to let out a howl, announcing his presence upon the borders.