Lion Head Mesa gifts

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tuna knows that the life of a fellahin is not one for luxury. she is nothing of a beacon that toula remains as for akashingo, but rather the vessel and lifeblood that makes up this glorious empire. upon the backs of her and the other fellahin, the queen remains content and safe despite the princes that beg for her hand. her food and wine remain tasted before it arrives to her chambers, and at all times tuna would find herself staying close when able.

to see such lavish gifts placed before with the option to pick whatever suited her own, tuna would come to push a nose against the furs curiously. inji is quick to swipe up something pristine and certainly it would look lovely in her cavern. as for tuna, her tastes were not as refined. she seeks out the fur of a badger, noting that it remains a more plush option compared to the skins of the shy deer that lay flat against the stone ground.

and for her other option, tuna would take an antler to mount onto the entrance of her home. "t'll make'a gewd mount on mah wall," she comes to say with a light chuckle, "we're fer-ehver grate-ful fer yer geh'ner'ohsity, yer radiance." tuna has never been given such an option to pick wonderful pieces to welcome into her home.