Lion Head Mesa dreams of the world

she wondered how much their father might care to be here for a sight like this.

was he busy, she wondered. preparations underway that she had stayed hidden in the dark for, the final days of mourning. some part of her wondered if he might find some sort of comfort in this sight. the healthy development of a new daughter and son.

she let out a soft sound for @Ramesses — by no means a demand, but an open invitation.

toula seemed steady, ready to emerge into the sun. treva made sure her brother followed along with a gentle herding of him.

perhaps you'll have visitors.

some part of her hated the idea.