Lion Head Mesa i keep digging myself down deeper

Perhaps the mazoi had been stationed outside of her private quarters, and moved when Nazli hurried in her frantic way; whatever the case, Nazli did not notice Zaahira until she heard her name spoken, and turned her head sharply.
Nazli breathed, and whatever shakiness she felt from that spectre was contained.

She didn't know this face. Maybe once she had? Zaahira had the rugged quality of the angry giant from the lake (Zharille); that correlation on its own made Nazli a little nervous, and the fluttering of her rabbit-heart was making her dizzy.

Meekly she asked for, Water, please? It was over by her bedfurs, next to the medicines Tavina had left for her that day.