Rising [Roc]

Amun Ra was still trying to fathom the fact that she still had family. Thys was all she had eft that reminded her of home. They were two royals destined for greatness. The goddess had come to a wide, open field. Once were flowers used to bloom and soft, lush grass made its home. What remained was dead and cold. White paws crushed the shriveled nature. Amun Ra wish she had arrived here when the world bared all of its beauty. Alas, here she was, walking upon a death land. Nose wiggled, attempting to find a hint of floral scents left behind from the past. None remained. A pity, really. Ra adored beautiful things, unique creatures and sights. That was one aspect she adored about her half sister, she was exotic. A rare beauty. The young woman stood within the field of death and looked onward as her bushy, flame-like tail swayed to and fro.