Lion Head Mesa a sword of snow and sand

@Toula he's here!! (but anyone's welcome)

snow's embrace had come and gone, leaving gentle flowers and soft breeze in its wake. josie had slipped the borders of his natal kingdom in the night following their festivities. it was well-earned rejoicing at their success, their pact to rebuild and grow strong in the defeat of their enemies. mother and father were proud of the warrior their son had become, from a rambunctious youth with an eye for trouble. a new, handsome scar sliced his muzzle.

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but his Pharoah no doubt wished to see his return, and he longed for the heat he'd grown accustomed to. how long had it been? he did not wish to dwell on it for long, as slender silver steps glided over gilded sand. he now stood on the borders, a man of height and muscle against red. 

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he threw his head back in a howl to announce his presence.