Lion Head Mesa I am all that I need

the beautiful man moved alongside the courtesan, who was pleased, and made it known by how lightly they stepped and how their tail frisked at their hips.

without missing a step, jawahir heard the name that was given and answered, a prince! i have not met a prince, which was true, as crowfeather had never once spoken of such a title for himself. he was a rogue, traveling with the roman.

jawahir led the man along the familiar path by the barracks and further, to where the great mesa stood, and watched to see what response such a sight might elicit.

i spend much of my own time there, inside the mesa. perhaps i should ask if one of our guards has seen this boy of yours? of course, jawahir knew of only one creature to call for - and they had not yet decided if it would benefit them to draw @Germanicus from wherever he lingered.