Greatwater Lake Will you take my life? [M]

It had been some time since the hebsut had left the mesa. Most of his hours were spoken for every day, but tonight, the priest dismissed him early so that he could be entertained by the sweet Belen. Sayf had taken the opportunity to leave for a little bit. 

As he circled the lake, he heard an angry rumble from somewhere in the distance. Quickly, the coyote sank into the shadows of a thicket so that he could spy on the maker of the sound before showing himself. He did not want to put himself in danger. 

A giant of a man eventually sulked by—it reminded him of another giant and brought forth a terrible longing that he had tried not to dwell on too often. 

Deciding that this stranger looked like he needed some comfort, Sayf finally stepped out and stood in the man's path. His tail was still between his hocks and his were pressed submissively to his head. Then he waited.