Lion Head Mesa royals,

tuna is no snake charmer, simply she is the oldest and more often than not got the grunt of the work that her younger siblings could not handle on their own. scorpion in the nest? better call tuna. rattlesnake under the shade? yea, go call tuna. other coyote sticking their nose where it doesn't belong? you guessed it, it always comes back to tuna's plate to answer.

beneath her coat is a sight that tuna would never wish to expose to toula. "only if there poisonous," she says to say with guffaw, "but ah don't think'a dangerous show is somethin' that yew'll enjoy. an' fer me and th'a rest awf yer court and kingd'em, yer enjoyment is our goal." tuna could never say this part out loud, but a part of her liked to think that toula didn't want to put the fellahin at an avoidable risk for such entertainment. perhaps makono would have if she felt such a need, but tuna would never know of the pharoah's hand and the cruelty that could have poured from it.

"are there 'ny gewd singers 'er dancers in yer court, yer dee-vineness?" perhaps something that would ring the culture bell of some sorts would be better than watching a magician swallow knives and wrestle with dragons.