Lion Head Mesa omnigenus

Sayf did not make the Mereo leader wait very long. He had been washing his paws in the bathing pools, trying not to look at the flowers; they reminded him of the queen, and that only made him sad. He had been helping the priestess in her garden, and he hated the way the dirt made his paws look.

His legs and paws were still damp when he entered the throne room and sat before the imperator. The last time he had spoken with him, he had rejected the hebsut, and Sayf was surprised to sill feel the sting of it.

He dipped his head respectively. What can I do for you my lord? he said softly, keeping his gaze lowered.