Lion Head Mesa royals,

always.

there was no more powerful answer than that. and so the fellahin comes to nod her head as she remains by the side of Toula. "Zaa-hira haz' been through tha wring'r," she comes to admit to her, "yew are bring'in her some'thin no w'an could, hope."

certainly, the reign of Toula was one more generous than that of Makono, had Tuna ever been given a chance to meet. the fellahin was grateful that such a good head remained on the girl's shoulders as she led through these challenging times. and when she mentions the idea of such festivities, tuna can do nothing but wag her tail and come to nod her head excitedly.

"most certan'ly, yer dee-vineness. yer coronation was sah'posed ta be a celebration awf all'a Akashingo. it may help with tha stress from that'ol lake pack too, may'beh even get to know'in yer newes' people more as well." Tuna never liked having to push back party dates, rescheduling was never her strong suit. "what things dew yew want at this'uh, glorio-eus event?" 

it would all take planning, certainly, and even more it would take the work off the fellahin to gather all that was needed. food, decoartions, music maybe?