Two Eyes Cenote Aimless direction bound through

Backdated a bit.

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Muat-riya's tunnels seemed to expand endlessly. Water dripped down into the floor below, and echoed into the maze of corridors that resided byond their own. Fellahin quietly made way through the palace and tidied up the grounds. No outsider would see filth, no. Not the blood spilled. Not even the bone scraps or fur shed.

Today, it was like a quiet breeze broke through the cenote. Pelts rustled away. The ground was disturbed with the most quiet pitters, and yet by the time eyes could look, they would find no cause. The vines would part and then sway into each other as they came to a still. Rocks would be just centimeters out of place, and a shadow would grow small in the distance.

Legend was quiet, and tried not to disturb the children. Or anyone, for that matter.

"..@Eset?"

Carrying a skin in her mouth, their Yaret stumbled lowly to the entrance of the woman's chambers. Head, slowly peaking inside and gaze averting with a quiet nervousness. Big, round and curious eyes crossing themselves to stare at the bag which dangled from her front teeth. She tried not to drop it. Fidgeting both front paws into the dirt by flexing her pads, Legend's voice searched for her friend. In need of help, and unsure what to do with herself. But who would help her? Legend didn't know. Legend didn't know at all. So, she came instead to the only name known that may not have turned her away or answered harshly and waited. Dumbly, she knew.