Lion Head Mesa gallium

makono stuck close to her sister. they were similar enough in their thinking today. just below the surface the young princess wished to lash out. to order everyone but her sister out, how dare they come in here! how dare they say objects could be moved!

but she sucked in air, feeling the tightness of her own chest.

ash went for a pelt and makono followed. then she would also delicately grasp the redtail feather. these two things she would set at the paws of tavina.

then she would return to her sister, seeking to press their shoulders together. a silent understanding moment.