Lion Head Mesa [mp] Tickled

Aside from the sneezing there is not much wrong with her- if she could discount the radical affront to her Queen! Which Eset cannot! Her face is so screwed up in utter humiliation that she cannot see anything but the darkness of her own cheek-fur.

“Oh please- your Holiness- my Lady- I’m perfectly-” she holds back a sneeze, eyes watering. Gods this is not the proper order of things!

She has the constitution of an ox having been exposed to virtually every illness in the bowels of her native Shuyet. She knows she is not sick. It must be something else.

“I am quite well, I assure you, it’s just a tiny scratch in my… my….... ACHOOOO!”

“My nose.”