Lion Head Mesa kemet

forgive me, I can't read and thought they were inside lol

The title took her aback. It wasn't bad—she kind of liked it, actually—but also, she didn't feel as if she'd deserved it. But she bowed slightly anyway, a gentle smile touching her muzzle. She went along with Pharaoh's fruit-filled repose, listening to what he had to say.

Another in mind. And a message to Arielle. The two were a package deal.

Who is it? Lilitu asked, wondering if she'd seen this Option B wandering around the mesa at some point. She delicately took a fruit between her lips, chewing thoughtfully. It was an explosion of flavor; she'd had berries in the fen before, but nothing this rich. Where did they find these. . .?

She swallowed, and continued, I'd like to meet him, first.