Lion Head Mesa I'm just a random wolf, looking for adventure

akashingo was now home to zharille and her children, as well as apparent former lake denizens with no priority of manners or gratitude.

to know this stranger was related was a dire strike against him, for senmut knew too long and too well the plots that could arise under a shared roof.

the trespasser showed no restraint, shouting at zaahira. "i have heard enough," the prince said shortly, pinning the wildman with his hard stare. "you are unwelcome here. leave now. do not return. if you press further, it will go very badly for your brother, and the blame will be only on your own head."