Two Eyes Cenote Python

he'd rested fluffed cheek on a paw, said paw's elbow on the table, smiling and politely wagging at the lady of the palace.

ah expect naw less fram it n' y'self.

at the offered drink, gucci showed a proper amount of scrutiny, carefully sniffing - the scent enough to make his brain jolt.

with a laugh, he gently placed either paw to the hebsut's, gently pushing her away.

kindest thanks, but ah take poorly tah drink! have y'know, weddin-a last wife o' pharaoh ramesses, ah got sah - pardon me - sah shitfaced, ah ended up dancin' n' singin wi' our current pharaoh - who, mind ya, was then a toddler.

with a chuckle he relaxed back onto his seating, briefly reminiscing. guests, chatter, spectacle... were that the night makono took her brother's birthright with blood and boldness?

gucci dispersed the memories with a wave.

never mind all-a then, focusin' on th' now! see, there's bit o' reason ah'd stopped 'ere afore th' mesa, n' why ah plan on stayin' - but first, why dontcha tell how our pharaoh fares? ah left sometime mid-spring.