Lion Head Mesa A visit

"Only thanks to you, my King! My wife search would fall in vain without your aid." Burly arms hold close the pelt of his brother. Tight squeezes to the man, and a paw to scruff up the fur on that royal head of his. They had come so far. Now, only time will tell. Mesen-ka rests a ponderous head on Rashepses' shoulder for a moment, before big large pats. "I hope her fierceness in those weeks will make great warriors in their growth. Pray for healthy children for us." He lets go to see Rashepses in the eye. "Tell me of both divine Pharaoh Toula and yourself! Am I expecting nieces and nephews, brother?"