Rosewater Oasis I desire violently—and I wait.

for @Liora

The desert stretched out endlessly before him, a golden expanse of rolling dunes that glimmered under the blazing sun. Samirseti’s stride was long and languid, each movement that of grace, exuding the unshakable confidence of a wolf who believed the very sands shifted for his passage. Beneath the warmth of Ra’s unwavering gaze, his ebony and gold figure glittered, his regal presence unyielding against the harsh beauty of the land.

He was not merely a wolf. He was Hem-Netjer en Kemet, the God-King of the Sands. The son of Ra, the embodiment of divine will.

Samir’s molten gaze swept over the dunes.

He inhaled deeply, the dry air filling his lungs as he envisioned what was yet to come. Alliances would be forged. Territories would bow beneath his dominion. His line would grow, gilded sons and daughters bearing his legacy into eternity.