Redhawk Caldera eighty-fourth

SO sorry did not realize it was my turn :D

very well.
the gaze of the jodai turns to senmut —



— as she slowly reaches out to gather the offerings presented, wrapping them back up in the hide-parcel they had arrived in. if the elite of brecheliant thought themselves too good for such a generous gift, then akashingo would certainly be happy to keep them (regardless of what the priest might have said about courtesy).
she turns to leave with only the swaying shadow of her long tail in her wake.