Lion Head Mesa Meal for one?

@Senmut some days after marble hall

In her jaws, an adder. Lifeless and still.

In his absence, she slipped through his door and into his bedroom. Not his bed; though, she could have considered so. Fellahin and other mazoi she was familiar to, and every step taken that would lead her to his floorboards and pillars, she'd memorized.

Her head gently leaned over to place it down with a soft mouth.