Lion Head Mesa cartouche

following his direction, satsu's gaze alights upon the archway. it reminds her of the stonework that would welcome passage to-and-from the strathwood. it is immense, made to look more impressive by the backdrop of bright sky behind it.
the fields were dry and dead; but perhaps something could be found among them, satsu things as she blinks and sweeps her gaze away, to where the man has sprawled across a series of slabs.
he could blend in well with the hillside. should he have sons, they would thrive here as hunters.
satsu finds amusement in the sound of his laughter this time, drawing closer.
would you go to war for this place? it is dust and sky. her eyes lift to the expanse overhead, where not even a cloud could be seen. the blue of her iris seemed more vibrant because of it.
we should seek water. perhaps there is something hidden from view - a cave, or some such. an aquifer that only they could access. or they could travel beyond the mesa, seek the serpentine river beyond.