Lion Head Mesa I am all that I need

The soldier would not back down.

Foxfur sighed tiredly, realizing that it would be no easy task.

I have no message for you. Only for the princeling.

The weary figure turned his gaze to the stretch of mesa. It was a wide terrain that would take some time to wander the outside of. It did not matter. The soldier had given him information in the few words he’d shared. Foxfur was barred from their gates.

The prince was inside.

I will wait on the outside of your mesa, warrior. I will walk the perimeter until the time comes when the boy will leave and his scent will be fresh, even if I am a day behind him. You may keep your graciousness to yourself.

Foxfur dipped his snout once, curtly. He would need to return to the Moonwoman and tell her.

To Jawahir, the warrior asked, you will see me out? I do not think this man would like me to leave on my own and I’d prefer your company to his.