Lion Head Mesa moth

he would be brought before her by another in his desired place, in a room freshly decorated by petals of the seasons latest bloom. before her were her four cubs, who were told to observe this day. each wore minkfurs in varying shades of hue that suited them best, and Toula looked upon them with love and pride. she herself wore the furs of the great bison, and upon her shoulder then was the growing gift that @Senmut had brought her. his feathers were streaked brown in his adolescence—at this stage, he was but a juvenile. he obeyed her, given she fed and aided in the care of him from the start. he was indifferent to the cubs, but protected them too at her command. 
the one that entered presented himself well, which was noted. gemstone gaze appraised him with much warmth and welcome within them. each royal was announced to the entering traveler, whom Toula had been told of. Toula, neatly reclined upon her redstone throne covered in soft furs, waited firstly for the deep bow he would offer to herself, and her family, before she proceeded. 
in the background, a traveling singer provided them entertainment with a soft melody.