Lion Head Mesa sycamore of the sky ☥

even Toula herself gave to laughter, feeling affectionately amused. it seemed by the day her heart grew and grew, and her brain worked to store each precious memory! the look of pride in her husbands eye, of love—and the sweetness of Kha, adorable in his efforts, and it was Toula who caught him to help him remain upright. it is best to stay on your feet when giving commands, our Mahes, she looked to him with a warm smile, but already there was pride within her too. yes, indeed—she too saw the gods of Kings and warriors within him, and of Pharaohs! 
her gaze turned to the young Den, that love and pride lingering. she watched him press against his father and regard his brother in silence. look how he watches! and waits! like Sobek, who waits in the water for His bounty to come to Him—ah! Toula laughs and allows her paw to catch the swat from Kha meant for Den and says, careful! that is how He would catch His prey! do not make it so easy, her eyes are bright with delight as she played with their children, gentle and doting. 
their one daughter had awoken, watching as the other still slept. Toula kissed her good afternoon as she had the others, though as she felt the eyes of Rashepses her own gaze turned to him. in seeing the look upon him, and hearing his words, the very same thought came to mind! now more than ever she longed for him—seeing him in his newest role seemed to only add to his endless allure! that passion, she breathed to him, it only grows, in watching you with them. you have… you have fully brought me back to life, my Ptah-Seker, another name for Him in his divinity—Osiris, also a God of Reincarnation! she was made anew by Him—Pharaoh, wife, and mother now! 
she could not turn away from him, her eyes glued to his face and roving over every perfect feature. the sharp cut of his regal jaw, his gilded gaze, the symmetry of his listening ears (perfectly cuspidate at their apex!)—how could anyone doubt the Gods existed? who could imagine this being before her as anything but for that? 
leaning towards him, she whispered against a feathery ear: summon her back, before turning to regard their cubs once more before the other returned. she found herself marveling at them, too—truly each of them were divine beings, from nose to tailtip!