Lion Head Mesa travelers

the girl of the lake was growing quickly. nearing 5 months old, as she found herself growing taller and taller with each passing month, the nebet also found herself mellowing down from puplike excitement and yearning for more responsibilities. so the cub passed the time carrying out more menial chores or exploring the territories, so when she heard the trickling word of "expansion," her paws ached to get moving.

finding her wasn't too much of a hassle, Racharra had stopped wandering off as often as she would as a younger cub. the steps of the fellahin and The Queen sounded like those of a herd trotting through the hallways — enough to get Racharra's lingering curiosity as she stuck her head out from her quarters. marigold eyes widened and wordlessly she gave a bow as soon as she realized who it was that galloped through Akashingo's halls.