Lion Head Mesa bless the rains

The two met, and she smiled down at the little creature, a bit taken aback but friendly nonetheless. Lilitu, she corrected with a wag of her tail. And you're. . .Gucci, right?

She'd heard of him. Seen him briefly, coming and going. She wondered how this tiny man had garnered nobility in the eyes of Pharaoh, but didn't question Ramesses' judgment. From how he spoke, he seemed worldly and educated, and everyone was different, after all.

It's nice to meet you, Lilitu replied, smiling. Perhaps they could be friends.