Lion Head Mesa bola

she thought she had said no —

oh. the girl. soft and sweet, too kind for treva to meet her with outright teeth. quickly she tried to hush and soothe the babe who cried. the babe would find herself easily distracted with a meal at treva's side. it would be then she would give the girl her whole attention.

green eyes dotted with concern, but otherwise there would be nothing but tiredness from treva.

nazli? the name spoken for clarification that that was indeed the girl's name. her green eyes briefly examined the pile that had been sent from miss tee.