Lion Head Mesa spear-point

It was easy to lift himself from bed when the Pharaoh called for him. Never mind the chilled air or gusts of wind, the winter clad man was well suited for the cold. A lingering stretch from his dorm and Sakai was off. The guard did not need to travel far to see the Sun God awaiting his arrival in the distance. 

Politely, the man gave a low call to his superior and slowed his gait. Kai came to a stop, allowing for a respectful distance between the two. “Pharaoh.” To be in the company of another wolf for once was welcoming, even exciting. Sakai dare not boast power in front of his Lord like he did the coyotes, he didn’t want to. Since first meeting Ramesses, the winter soldier felt a pull, a sort of magnetism that drew him to want to please. After all, it was the man who had given him purpose once more. “It’s good to see you, you’re looking well.” A gracious bow of the head to return up right and painted with a smile. He was indeed a handsome man, this ruler.