Lion Head Mesa Nefrew

Always Den gave comfort when nothing else could. Always he was there when she needed him to do and communicate the right things. Eagerly the princess accepts his invitation to cuddle, hungry for his affection, for his approval.

Rapidly her tail shakes them both as she nestles into her place at his side, alabaster melding with her brother’s luminous flaxen. She puts a kiss upon his brow and cranes her neck to peer into the lapis eyes to see that he is paying her full attention.

"De," her tiny voice croons for him.