Lion Head Mesa purgatory

She is met with not just a leader, but a Queen. This brings a light to the desert girl's eyes, and she near instantly drops into a bow of respect. Just as she was taught.
I am sorry to bother, she begins, a dry-mouthed stutter to her caffeinated voice. I-I come seeking a job. I am a servant, she breaks into a grin. I was told to, to um, search for a group, here, in the Wilds, that would hire me. Raising a scorched paw to her forehead, she falls backward into a sit. I have come a long way, Your Highness. I do not disappoint, as I'm sure you will see.