Lion Head Mesa The ballads of life

you may rise, she invited, the joyous noise of her daughter causing Toula’s smile to linger. a featherlight kiss was given upon the brow of her daughter, and as the Nebet speaks Toula listens. 
only once she was finished did Toula respond, remaining in a stand herself. she could not stay long—her children still relied upon her for much, and it was about time for them to feed! soon, Nebet, the kingdom entire shall lay their eyes upon the little Gods—and indeed, it shall be a blessed day! your eagerness to meet Them pleases me, her words were warm. she did not fault the woman for her excitement! today you have come across Amiirad Merneith. may you sing Her praises, having the privilege to meet Her first, the smile Toula wears reaches her eyes, shining forth from them.
she smooths the golden furs of her daughter, perfect to her in every way. as for the rest, the Gods will surely reward you for your patience, her tail swayed behind her. time was a great sacrifice, truly—one often forgotten by many.