Spotted Eagle Mountain They're throwing bottles at your house.

with both nazli and glaukos, the trip was hardly boring.

the lilac could entertain her in plenty of ways it seemed. whether by gossiping or admiring views neither one of them had seen. then of course there was the matter of the man leading them. he seemed to bloom out from under the claim of akashingo. she could not fathom why. akashingo had been nothing but good and tending to him in his duties, she imagined.

did he not enjoy his stay in such a grand palace?

these things she did not press. especially as they came to a beautiful meadow, birds overhead and the glow of the sun. makono felt a new avenue of life run within her. she bounded a bit ahead in the meadow, her tail whipped behind her.