Lion Head Mesa gold snowflakes

A wolf stopped to talk to him. There were many here in the Mesa, above the coyotes. Akhtar had done..his level best to avoid the Fellahin, for the most part. He did not fault the Pharoah for his dalliances, but for Akhtar…he wasn’t sure if he was interested.

May the gods light your path, Tavina. I am Akhtar Mirzadeh, Hem. I am a priest. He introduced, slender tail waving in the same manner as the dark woman’s own.

I am settling well enough, I suppose. It is a far cry from my former situations.