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

The Tribe would be very interested in this information. That was his first thought. What would those exotic names mean to his kin back there? He shifted his weight, smacking his dry lips a little as he took mental notes to carry back home.

But then she introduced herself, giving a title that meant nothing until the word “servant” left her lips. Talis barely registered the words following that as he heard that same old voice whisper in the back of his mind: ZAFRA! He had the exact same reactions as the time when Qiao had uttered “servitude”: his pupils dilated, his heartbeat quickened again and he felt a tugging sensation deep inside him.

Talis caught himself and, for the second time, collected himself. Inji, he breathed. He licked his dry lips again. Who do you serve? he found himself asking, his belly doing a little leap.