Kintla Flatlands udjat

the girl's eyes were downcast to the sand.
satsu listened, knowing now why this one was brought to her. it was a replacement for maggie; he did not think she would survive much longer, then. her death meant there would be no reason for crowfeather to linger.
and what, he hoped to stave away such knowledge with this gift?
satsu turned to regard the girl. she drew up close to her - not enough to touch, but enough to study - and saw not a tuft of fur out of place. no heavy scent of ramesses draped across her every inch. a wolfish face; everything else sharp and tapered, clearly impure.
so in some ways, an upgrade.
content enough with this, satsu drew back again and settled to her haunches. she looked to pharaoh but her voice was for the new girl.
down the hall is the bath. bathe there, then clean the water. find me when you are done.
it would be too much for one person to do, this cleansing of the wellspring, but it would keep the girl busy and away from satsu, for a time.