Lion Head Mesa blood & bone

ofc!! same! <3

the mazoi had not gone far when a dutiful servant approached him. one of the queen's very own retinue, offering water. "yes, fellahin," the guardian answered, pausing to sit and outstretch his jaws for such a cup and a drink.

when he had finished, khusobek eyed the girl. purely desert stock, from eartip to coloration to stature. he thought of his unsatisfied flesh but felt their ruler might take none so kindly to his choice in this particular servant. "your name?"