Lion Head Mesa metallurgy

tavina sat. she understood, swift as she was to go.

"pharaoh knows nothing of this. he would forbid it for her status as a saint. gucci only knows i want to — rescue her, really."

she spoke at length then, describing how she had met nala for the first time outside the palace when satsu still lived, how they had traded stories and names. and how nala had been unattached then, so they hadn't spoken of packs.

"i didn't expect to see her again. but she said she came to see me, specifically." my god. was she the fool? tavina went on to detail their second meeting, during the mourning, and how in that time she had come to discover nala's new pack.

"she's not been with them long. i — when i meet her, i will not be leading with this offer. it is only if she understands and agrees and — i see her do both." she would be cautious, nauseated now as she was.