Redsand Canyon she held her pose

looking for a harbinger thread. can be warrior or leadership/taking charge focused! | location: bloodsoaked beach

though praimfaya is a firm believer in reincarnation — for she, herself is a commander in a long line of precursors — she doesn't necessarily believe in magick. the ritual of bloodshed was easy enough to link to the spirits of the commanders past though unbeknownst to her it is a bloodline and not some initiation as her people would believe. regardless, the wanheda cannot help the slight tremor at the nape of her neck, a tingling at her spine, as she steps along the sangria sands, water pushing the crimson bejewled sands against the silverlit of her paws only to recede back and look like blood smeared across her paws.

in a rare occurrence, praimfaya is breathless as she sniffs at the sand and water: noting that it smells like bay; algae and tepid water that mixes with salt that it either steals from the redrock or directly from the ocean itself ...though she knows they are far enough from the coast that she doesn't think this particular water source derives from the sea. thus, it is an anomaly; fascinating to be sure if not a bit nostalgic to the commander as she is reminded, starkly, of her conclave.