Lion Head Mesa notebook paper

nala scoured the mesa in search for things.

many things! plants, furs, a feather perhaps. a bone would be best she thought. yet she had only managed to find the remains of a rat so far. the bones far too fragile to be worth taking back to worships, she thought.

but here was a woman! beautiful in all ways and, if her memory was correct, a noble. a proper lady! she wondered if this one may take the eye of gucci. her heart reached out for her familiar friend.

ah, but —

hello, nebet! she called out warmly. may i be of help? a little bow.