Two Eyes Cenote another sunny day

a new, big day. the young fellahin begins work with a howl, a cry for milk.
her duties include stomping through the palace, rubbing against the walls to scratch an itch, get mad at her siblings for being no fun, and sleep.

right now, she waddles out from the nursery as confident as ever. especially now that her legs are better at keeping up with her mind, thank you.
the only thing is.. now what? she patrols the halls for someone to speak with, something to do.

As the days flew by, the young fellahin found himself glued less and less to his mother's side. While his nights were spent curled in the crook of her arms, when the desert sun bathed Muat-riya's halls in sapphire blue, he would roam the nearby halls seeking one thing in particular: the Red Palace.

Inji's stories kept his curiosity alight and he was utterly determined to find it. Emerging from the nursing chambers, Kheti picked a direction that was definitely north and began his journey's march. Left, right, he wound his way through blue corridors until he turned a corner and almost collided headfirst with his sister with a surprised squawk.

something big and ugly hit her square on the head!

she's knocked back onto her rump, and tiye stares stupidly at kheti before suddenly bursting into a flurry of wails and tears. her head rocks so far back it nearly knocks her onto her back next as she screams to the heavens of her brother's injustice.