Two Eyes Cenote [m] hard odds to beat when you're on all fours

it appeared to be only a misunderstanding. relief came flooding down the expanse of her body.
oh, inji quickly readjusts herself, awkwardly smoothing her pelt down with a sweep of a paw. he was lucky he'd happened to come across her and not somebody like the jodai. or khusobek. or rashepses. or — anyone else. we're here to stay, yeah, it's, um-- we came from akashingo. pharaoh has established a pleasure palace. muat-riya. that's what this is.
his name is talisman and he's from the tribe. she had never really heard of the tribe. should she know about the tribe? was that why the occasional coyote seemed to pop out of nowhere? perhaps it was bold of her to assume this strange boy knew what akashingo was.
my name is inji. i'm a, uh, i'm a fellahin. servant. but you happened to catch me on my off hour. she had meant to get back to work, but now here she was. and for some reason, she wasn't mad about it. i-i, you should, um-- here, i'll walk with you to the borders?