Lion Head Mesa wailing

tamar was unsure of how she felt having him here.

it was a strange feeling. she had been the one to call arsenio to this small shore. she was not unsettled by the guard, but he saw much.

tamar turned herself away from him began to sluice water over her forelimbs first, dashing debris downstream. "one of them looks at you. i see her." a smile. the girl moved into the deeper waves until they began to lap against her hips.