Xephic Curse

@Ankh



Keket had watched the circling seagulls from afar. Their annoying and persistent calls to each other, attempting to call claim over the washed up dead tuna. The Princess knew she was well fed, her able and supple body capable of providing ample food for her, whenever she desired. It seemed as if she didn't even need to put her mind to the disciplined carnage. Yet, the soon to be Queen passed by the scene, mildly disgusted with the simple minded creatures.

Keket passed on the sandy shores of the beach, her short obsidian pelt relishing in the glory of Ra, his warmth filling her to her dark core. The coarse tawny crystalline particulates snuggled between her calloused webbed paws, the folds accustomed to swimming in the sand, and though the heated grains seared, the miniscule pricks of fire brought the nostalgia of her homeland, and as a tribute to such, she proned her lithe form upon the sand, taking even breaths to relax herself from the days that passed, and from the days that were to come.