Luneshale Pass [m] body right teeth white knife sharp gettin'

*dangles bag of treats in the air* pspspspsps

Full bellies and clouded minds were about, and yet in Inji's there was nothing but the beeswarm hum of confidence. In the sea of desertwolves, she preens the crowd at the request of Khusobek, but there lies undeniable curiosity in her gaze.
The outpost is much more bare bones than the palace, nowhere near quite as extravagant just yet; but that makes it easier to navigate. Her head bobs in search of @Rashepses with her own gift ready to be offered; fresh berries from her own store back home, and a traditional song, one memorized.
The gift of entertainment for pharaoh-to-be bundled in a big, red bow.