Lion Head Mesa offerings

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When she was feeling up to it, she was welcome to roam. It had been some time since the incident leaving her weak, but Nazli was still not in top form. She was weighted - beyond the weight she had strapped on through her binge eating, her energy felt too heavy for her. She needed to see the sky, she needed to venture outside of the palace.
The mazoi watched over her from afar.
Her steps took her to the edge of her world, and there - where she could look westward towards the steppes, and imagine the mountains beyond that, and Mereo - Nazli felt some of her rage subside.
When she felt composed enough to head back, she turned and saw a curious thing. There upon a flat expanse of stone was the carcass of a hare; beside it, piled almost in an unreal coil, was a snake with a broken neck. They smelled strong but fresh, and held a masculine musk which the snake's odor did not entirely dwarf.
She looked around a moment but saw no-one - except a mazoi coming along to check on her, and to patrol. A small motion to them, and together the pair would carry these offerings back to the palace.
Nazli would tell someone of her find, and word would slip through the halls to Makono.