Lion Head Mesa priestess

it was chilling outside, but a fair enough price to pay for some semblance of privacy. he knew clever @Midas and bright @Medusa occupied their villa at this hour, and the man did not wish to see his children dragged into politics by means of a carelessly uttered word from the snouts of adults.

not just yet, at least.

"-fraid nawt." gucci spoke, keeping his eyes on the icy road coiling around the mesa.

( occasionally, they'd dart upwards, just to check for hawks. )

"kids keepin' me busy, tavina keepin' you busy..." the little man winked at his friend, and nudged her leg with his shoulder. "...so naw."