Lion Head Mesa The harder you pull, the tighter the rope.

"noble gucci."

tavina's voice sounded from behind the little dog. he was far too close to jawahir's nesting place, and the sesh saw fit to turn his ear as well as his step.

her mouth curved in a gentle smile. "i was wondering if you'd like to take a trip with me to the serpent water, outside the mesa. i was going to gather herbs and bring a drink for the queen."

her eyes shone. "there is a small chance she will allow you to view the new princess and princesses," she offered, seeking to sweeten the deal with whatever would hustle him fastest away from this area.