Lion Head Mesa and you can sleep in a coffin, but the past ain't through with you

There was a call to their border. Kasmut wasn’t interested in venturing that far, at first. When she had deciphered the foreigner’s voice to have been female, her resolve had vanished.

Pale and moving swiftly across the ground, the diamond searched the terrain for a sign of who might call upon Akashingo. When the coral jewels fixed on a shape in the distance, she huffed softly. The pink pads of her paws were dusted, and her coat had been flecked with fallen leaves, but she approached with a smug expression. The shape of the stranger was not all too appealing upon closer inspection, she thought.

What is a… lovely thing like you doing here? Kasmut inquired airily. Her pinkflesh lips lifted into a serene smile.

I wasn't sure who to throw at this. Sorry you had to wait a couple of days! ^.^;