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Toula's ears gave her words to respond to. So many words. Oh, like honey! Sweet, sweet, sweet to her ears! Sweet Toula. A young queen. Her ears were at a full stance as her tail swished side, side, side to side, until her head bowed down in a devilish, but cheeky giggle. Warm in nature, perhaps. "Oh, yes! Good idea. I go many places." and her head turned, thinking back to the desert.



"There is open, big desert to the East. Treasures and riches beyond eye under dunes, you would see so. Waters flourishing in its depths like a diamond in the great rough. I found so. Big, big structures I saw on my journey back to you, my queen. A coronation under moonlight and a valley of crushed gold would be beautiful, yes? You think so?" When Legend spoke of the desert, there was an undeniable passion burning through her gaze. As if she spoke of the Gods and swore it holy fire.