Lion Head Mesa Cross the gold

involvement in this can be short! just wanted an excuse for her to say hi ^^;

An approach, today, at the borders. There are two, this time. A menial march, a hardened face of stone; not again, not another—
But the proud strut of the mazoi quickly melts into a lope as the silhouette of soot becomes clearer. Dove?
Dove!
A call, a softened look. She was here! Had she met with the Queen, or the prince, or?
Her tail sways high above her hips. Hello! You are here! The tip of her nose touches her shoulder in greeting, if she were to accept. There are scents of other members of the red palace that linger in the fibers of her pelt; question answered. But that did not explain why she had, apparently, been gone. What has happened?
And then, her attention is turned to the red-headed stranger tailing along beside her. To him, she is more reserved; but still polite. Presumably, Legend would not bring someone who meant harm. You are definitely new, a lift of her head, studying him. Dove, who do you bring to Akashingo?