Lion Head Mesa sometimes (dead is better)

She had no interest in Senmut's coyote girl, no curiosity at all about who could have sparked such concern throughout all of Akashingo —

Well, maybe she was a little curious. Melody found herself awfully close today, lingering near the door to where she knew the girl was recovering. She warred with herself silently, turning away and then coming back every few seconds in her indecision. She would not go in. Or maybe she would? No —

A noise from within stilled her. The Hemet's ears pulled forward, and she took a daring step into the entrance. Um, She announced herself awkwardly. Hi?