Redsand Canyon muqaddima

it did not seem the woman was present. germanicus was not certain it was appropriate for his unskilled self to tour nazli through the stores himself and so he did not approach. 

instead he splashed with a man's loud strides into the water and began to roughly clean himself, pulling darksilver fur out in his efforts. "she is often there is the early mornings and in the evenings. when the children began to congregate at the arena, the plebians move to their tasks."

his voice would carry to where nazli stood. germanicus did not expect her to do more than look around at what was to be seen. he delved back into his bathing, scraping the red clay from his paws until it churned the water to a muddied ochre mess.