Two Eyes Cenote moonrising

and so they were to become moles, bloodhounds if she wished.

but whatever creature tuna was asked to become, she would morph without question. she listens quietly, eyes shifting between toula and then back to eset.

she was no longer the young girl everyone made her out to be. kindness still planted seeds in her heart, and she was not the iron-fisted makono. perhaps for better or for worst, toula allowed for ra to bless her.

tuna is unwavering. "our ears will be open, eyes watchin' all" she promises, a paw drifts to touch eset's, a gentle squeeze. "do yew hold fear, yer majesty? is there'a body we should keep're eyes on?" the guards would know this, surely, but toula's words are sovereign.