Lion Head Mesa deities

she was already delighted by the tidbit of Iset.

but then came very valid questions. of course, she felt side swept by them all the same. what did she want out of prayers? well, she couldn't simply speak that!

i do not know how i will worship. perhaps with songs and stories. her paws rolled a stray stone. a pebble, really. i'd like prayers of love and — she grew thoughtful for a moment. womanly things.

surely he had seen the way she lived and loved tavina!

it would be no grand secret that nala was not here to worship the strength of the men and their grand feats. but she could not whisper to even senmut how she thought of spring so steadfast now.