Wawalag Sisters

Two sisters traveling through the tall grass, carrying the sacred bags and the blood of the lineage that would eventually fill the rivers and the plains. They are the singers of the first law, whose journey was cut short by the great snake but whose spirits became the very rhythm of the ceremonies. Can a single drop of blood change the weather, or are they the reason the seasons keep their appointment with the earth? They represent the sacred feminine knowledge, the travelers who showed us that the song is the only map that never lies.