Luneshale Pass forty-ninth

since meridian is gone, PPing away and last for me (and chars) <3

the confusion was clear. the disrespect was palpable. senmut watched as the coyote was freed.

she sped off into the golden dunes and was gone.

"mazoi." his voice was measured. senmut did not look toward prince rashepses or his men. "put another band of patrols around the camp. ensure no coyotes are attacked unless they give us reason."

with that, he turned, tapping racharra's shoulder to accompany him.

khusobek would linger until rashepses too, had turned away.

and tavina would glower at the assemblage, setting a haughty pace for her own self back to their outpost. men!