Otter Creek — mithril —

it had been so good to spend time with senmut!

she felt refreshed by having a companionship outside of gucci and tavina. with senmut she learned much. about her duties, about akashingo, about the history behind everything.

it gave her a sense of deeper belonging outside of her bubble with tavina.

but there was something...exciting! she was being donned with the things senmut suggested and a sprinkle of her own desires. she felt bashful with being so well dressed. her love was calling them away from the mesa! her heart could hardly be contained.

cleaned with feathery fur now present, although hidden beneath a pelt not of her own, she felt radiant. even moreso as it clicked in her brain where they were at.

as if senmut was guilty of keeping a secret (one that nala had known was to come one day soon) she looked at him wide eyed. senmut! her voice a raised whisper, straining with good nature against her vocal chords.

she wished to crash into tavina at once, but kept herself some level of composed. if only for their gold hearted friends present.