Lion Head Mesa aguila

I am good at what I do, she answered candidly.

When Belen was cleaned and washed, Kasmut looked upon her soaked frame with a modicum of pleasure at the work they had accomplished. The young girl did not look so much like a stray, not anymore. She was full of good meats, and she had been washed with the cold water and good smells of Akashingo. When her coat dried, she would likely find peace in sleep.

Would you like to sleep now, Belen? If you wish, we can talk more tomorrow. I will teach you how to serve in Akashingo, to be good.