Lion Head Mesa brother-blood

her daughter spoke, and Toula was warmed. it was good and it was right to be seen in such a light. it had been how she had looked upon her father! how she still did, even in knowing his wrongdoings. she had undone them, and that was the end of it. it was known, that Gods played with mortals—some grew bored, and in their boredom became cruel. she was Pharaoh now—and she would not abide by this. 
Toula smooths the wrinkles between her daughters brow with a loving kiss. and as her daughter leaned upon her, Toula took to running her paw gently along her side. the kingdom sings to me as well, she said with a smile. we are offered food, drink, precious things—when leavings are left for Iset, offerings are also left for me, now something had been built for her there, and it was a wondrous thing to see. one day soon she would show her daughters and her sons.
she nosed the tip of her daughters ear. and they shall worship you too, and your brothers and sister. you each are of our blood, and so divine! she smiles at her daughter, her little love.