NO FUCKS GIVEN / burning religious effigies

[RHIANNON]

―――― This body was weak, but Rhiannon had insisted. There was no way she was going to be left out of the possibility of getting on Nina's good side- or making herself useful. Even if she was now wheezing with the weight of a curious sack in her jaws, and shying away from the heat of the pyres that Nina lit up in flames, she was here, she knew that they did not have time to waste. Setting her bag of curiosities down upon the ground in between two of the piles of wood, she took up a burning stick from one and shoved it into the kindling of the last unlit mound, letting it catch and ensuring it did before she returned to her bag. Maybe it was a little over the top- No, it most certainly was, and perhaps the Roseblooders would simply be bored by their attempts, but it was a statement, and that statement was all that they had to make for these people. The bag was pulled open with a careful nudge of a small white paw, a few startled crows jumping out and attempting their flight, but halted by a quick flick of Rhiannon's wrist, their bodies going unnaturally stiff as she exhaled slowly, controlling the very blood within them, the water like it were her own, live little puppet. "Fly swift, my friends. May your sacrifice serve a purpose," she murmured, beneath her own breath as her head tilted upwards, listening to the flap of wings take off into the air.

However, the crows were only placemarkers, a big bold arrow pointing towards the hill, if the fire was not enough to catch; a bad omen with their deaths. The crows would fly, certainly, deep into the heart of the Roseblood camps before they would suddenly drop from the sky like flies, as if they had been struck dead on the spot. Their bodies, tumbling from the sky would hit the ground and splay, graceful wings stretched wide like they had been stopped in their very paths. The others Rhia took quickly, dead crows remaining within the bag that she quickly scattered around the effigies with as much efficiency as a sick, blind feline could. Her paws were shaking already and her breath struggled, but damned if she wasn't going to tough it out. The fires around them were catching, and Rhia quickly slipped back towards the sound of Nina, avoiding the heat of the flames as she made her way back to her Ardent's side. As much as she wanted to stick around to see the reaction of the Roseblooders, they would not be wise to be seen.

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