Valley of Gold fat & incense

"Oh. Good for, ahhh.." She spun her claw in a little spinny motion, hopping on one leg. "Yous thens." She rounded the antelope in a herders walk. Though, little did she truly want to work. No, why couldn't big Khukhu do it! Though, the mazoi, she helped with a shimmying tail and a certain stomp in her prancing walk. 

"You tell me's how it goes then. Wive, and," an even weirder concept to her, "child." Chattery, chattery, chattery today. She kept feeling an annoyance behind the back of her ear. But Khusobek good!

Her own? "Marriage? Khu," she addressed. Her eyes completely disconnected for a moment, as if staring down upon a ghost ahead of her. Empty. "Men too sane to marry me. I crazy, yeah?" she nudged her nose towards him.