Wolf RPG

A black form against the sand, tall, slender. This looked right, yes.

He would offer his service to the crown, the glimmer of white teeth the only indicator the shadow was alive. Thin, but not overly so. It was merely what he needed to be. What was befit of him. Mother and Father had been proud.

Anubis guide him, for it had been long since he were to be a member of court. The air smelt regal.

A long shadow manifests from the desert and she steps from the confines of their cool halls to meet with them, dropping her nose toward the sands in respectful greeting before turning her golden eyes to study their dark features.

“Welcome to the palace of Muat-Riya, reign of Pharaoh Muat-riya Isetnofret Toula of the Red Serpent. I am Eset, hebsut to Pharaoh. How may I serve you?”

Toula was her name. Not the hebsut, but the pharaoh. This intrigued them greatly, indeed. Not only that but the kingdom of the pharaoh had grown large enough that it had expanded further. Eset was as close as they could get for now.

I am Imeut, they had practiced, but they wished to serve the crown until they could venture forth and claim their own land. I ask you - how may I serve you?

“Do you seek a residence here, Lord Imuet?” She asks, meeting his eyes as they stand starkly against the obsidian of his fur.

“We have positions in the palace for those who wish to serve Pharaoh,” though she could not yet determine in what capacity the man offered himself to Muat-riya.