Lion Head Mesa i haven't left your bed since

His question sounded heavy, a weight to it she knew by tone alone.

Why did he seek to ruin her elation with talks of politics or positions? Jakoul had not had a horse in that game in some time. The last time any of that had mattered to her?

Well, look how it had played out for her.

She snorted, amused now. No words fell from her but she perched next to him in a seated pose now. Ears tall and spine straight.

Anubis given form, a living gargoyle, a sharpened sentry.