Lion Head Mesa thirty-ninth

he spoke again. her Mazoi snarls, justifiably, though Toula remains unruffled. this she believed, that living beneath Khaba was not easy.  but before this admittance he had disrespected her as easily as he had breathed! still, she held her paw aloft then, considering…
you defend a man better than he has ever defended you. you determine a way in which to prove your fealty to me, now, short of bringing any other to harm. come back within fifteen passing moons, and wait at the borders with proof of your change of heart. something that can be believed, Toula’s eyes were bright. 
she did not think he could not redeem himself. but as it stood, she did not trust the man who’s mind changed as swiftly as the prey did flee from the predator. until then, I want you out of my sight. now, show me you can listen, her ears leaned ever so slightly forward. he tempted fate, staying any longer than that.