Lion Head Mesa puppy

he had come to learn that Ra was like the desert people's Great Stallion; that this was an entity they wholly believed watched them from the sky. he did not know the details, his lessons were not yet so complex, but this was one of the topics recently introduced to him.

he rumbled a low note as he contemplated, and the fellahin minding him in this moment gave a tug to his collar, a nip to his cheek. he was beneath even the lowly servants and this particular fellahin was enjoying the power.

no, not. he grumbled.