Greatwater Lake [m] I lift my head and all is born again.

When her scent is enough to make a mans blood kneel, it is not his name that she calls for. Mesen-ka flares behind her with a high tail. The swine! "Zharille." He commands attention as he looks down upon her with a lifted head. "Your payment is to the desert." Or it is her lake on the line. He reminds her. If he should have the other mans head in his teeth to entertain her, so be it.