Meadowlark Prairie adventurer

tavina stopped walking for a moment and glanced to her paws. "i do want you to stay longer, truly i do," she said, her gaze upon the lovely face. "but akashingo is in a state of mourning. i can take a drink with you and walk you as far as the edge of the flatlands," she said quietly.

her duty to the mesa came first. and after all, if she took nala into the palace, she would end up entangled, that was just how it was. she had a responsibility to be better than that.