Lion Head Mesa Ilen En-mar

@Senmut would say a time would come, to sit her siblings down and speak among them. yet they mourned and she ran amok the palace balancing all the changes. Ma'at had changed much for her, but these things could not be changed.

it was a rare moment of peace that she sat within. idle chatter with a fellahin on the state of a room or the stock of a certain thing.

but there was a summon for her. there always was.

however it was toula. pure, pious, blessed toula.

makono did not need words in that moment. only offering open arms and hoping that she might scoop up her beloved sister in an embrace.