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Her eyes scanned the majesty of what Ramesses had to offer. Much more than anything she'd seen in a while. She followed him, obediently, into the depths of the territory.

"Too far"—

Mou screamed. But she didn't know whether it was her mate or Sheogorath. She sank down upon the open ground which Pharaoh led her to, exhausted. This must be her home. . .

So tired, she whispered, barely pressing her muzzle to the proffered water before descending into a great sleep.