Lion Head Mesa der rotsandige diener

Ah, yes- of course! I'd meant to tag you both, but forgot to add Treva in, lol.

Isa was not kept waiting long. Someone arrived promptly, but it was not an individual of whom she expected. They who came were a woman- a beautiful one, at that! My she was a lovely sight. The redsand wolf could barely bring herself to advert her gaze. But alas! It was proving difficult with each passing second.

Palace.. Akashingo... She uttered, fawning over the title. It was mesmerizing. Roaming, truthfully. Such was indeed the truth. She had happened upon this place randomly; but here, seeing this woman, she was glad she did. But hopeful- Yes, she was hopeful. ... hopeful for a place to call mine- to serve, as I was taught to do. How could she not? It was all she'd ever known.