Otter Creek maw

it seemed her attendants were as enchanted by the moment, or perhaps Toula's joy, as she; the voice of another, a stranger, had the Amiirad gasp in surprise. but as she turned to face the one that had spoken, there was no fear upon her features. no, only greater wonder lingered.
a boy! a boy that was not her brother!
she echoed, oh! Hallo! charmed by the way in which he had said it. she took a step nearer, tail waving behind her. what is your name...? have you come to watch these creatures play?
Toula's gaze was warm, and the attendant that had initially practiced discretion then emerged only to inform the stranger, you speak with Muat-riya Isetnofret "Toula", Princess of the Red Serpent, and Toula, used to such proclamations, beamed. she looked back only to thank him. her escort then withdrew, a polite distance away but near enough to protect. I have forgotten my manners! you are the first stranger I have met, on my first trip away from home— was she divulging too much? it was perhaps better to be honest, if they were to be friends! can you forgive me? she asked, a little shyly.
his eyes were bright, like the sun. she felt warm to be looked upon by them. perhaps he was blessed by Ra!
now, knowing there were hunters near, the river otters moved to slide away in an effort to escape them.