Lion Head Mesa mint

entirely open to whoever might be entertaining her! and oops lots of tags are for reference

she examined the slick oil-black pair of wings that @Nazli had gathered in a collection of gifts from her father.

they were gorgeous in the sunlight, radiant even. obsidian kissed in a way that entranced her. next to them laid a redtail feather.

a reminder of her mother. a reminder of how she would soon be off to mereo.

an invitation had not yet been extended to @Senmut as she had thought of, but how could it when he was off with her father and his new bride? she soured at his absence. yet still she understood he could not always bow to her first.

she would expect @Khaba to accompany her to the mountains as mazoi. who else would?

regardless of all of the names that fluttered through her minds as she came upon the cusp of her trip, she spoke into her room. a wandering thought. it did not matter who her company was for such a thing.

if i wished to tame a bird, what would you suggest?

she turned away from her treasures now to lay upon a bed of furs.