Lion Head Mesa [m](ap) indulge

she was thirsty.
not for anything here but for the taste of winter coming to the fen. teya wandered from room to room, weaving. each time the fellahin had offered her something she had taken it.
she laughed.
"reyes," she crooned, but it was not his deep fur she found around the corner. a beautiful creature with sunlight eyes drew closer. they held fruit. she grinned, approaching. "what is name?"