Two Eyes Cenote I do not care to serve you with good tidings on my tongue

Safiya caught sight of some movements in the distance. Too far away as of yet to tell exactly who or in fact what they were. She found herself walking stiff legged to the edge of the precipice's and looking out over. Wondering and waiting.

IF nothing else, Safiya had patience in spades and she was more than willing to stand as still as a statue. She did  nod her small furred head at the few Mazoi that she knew. Including the one who had been so kind to spar with her, but mostly she waited and watched.