Eris began to walk when the sand beneath her feet formed the words "Point Me"

Nearly jumping back in surprise, pulling out her wand in defense even though she knew next to no spells. Eris stumbled to regain her calm and 'brave' self, taking great care the machete didn't hurt her as the boyish witch re-balanced.

"Point me?" Eris restated with a furrowed brow, "What does that mean?"

As soon as she spoke the words though, the jagged wooden wand in her hand spun till it pointed in a specific direction on her palm.

"Cool." Eris nodded her head looking down at the wand, the sand reforming over itself to conceal the message.