Lion Head Mesa They say strange fascination, infatuation

her heart burned like a wildfire in dry bush. up in flames quicker than it could be soothed. she wished to snap on tavina, to pull near nazli. then realized how ugly it all was. how the tension held in her shoulders effected her mind too.

for a long moment, she fell silent.

it mattered not if nazli praised her in that way. it felt somehow hollow against the striking of her heart. jealousy. yet makono had not pinned it as such and she stewed sourly in her own mouth.

whatever she needs... not that she truly thought tavina would skimp at all but, let it be seen. let it be known. that her heart still beat for her lilac even when it burned.

and perhaps a relaxant. for me. she said nothing more on the request she made for herself.