Lion Head Mesa Those times you clapped and called for quiet

@Sakai maybe? if you're interested in/have time for another one
early evening, clear, 48 F

Sayf traveled through the barracks, a large chunk of deer meat clasped between his jaws. He was searching for Sakai, hoping to bring him dinner after his guard shift ended. The fellahin assumed he would be hungry, and he hoped he would be in the mood for company. 

Of course if the handsome mazoi wasn't anywhere to be found, the food would not go to waste. There were plenty of other soldiers who would be in need of a meal and some company. It was not his preference, of course, but he would happily serve someone else if needed.