Two Eyes Cenote echinopsis

you're right. i've always been a real fellahin. i was it when i was born. though maybe if she were uglier, that wouldn't have happened. she tries not to linger on it while closing her eyes and waiting for kheti to finish whatever it was he wanted to surprise her with. it was stupid, and she probably should've just stolen a peek, but somehow she was far too tired to boss him around.

she opens her eyes on cue, and her cheeks first puff up suddenly. lavender eyes bulge under the pressure, but tiye isn't a dam. a cackle bursts out from the girl, leaving her breathless. BAHAHAH!! oh kheti.. oh brother of mine.. she snickers, as she gathers some of the gift. this is in need of a restyling. first, that stupid shell. she does kheti the service of lifting it off his head and placing it gently. this would be no hat unless the summer days are truly unbearable — and for that she'd just stay inside. no, this would make perfect for carrying water to and from the palace. mostly perfect, anyways. next, the shawl. it was pretty, absolutely, but it was far too hot in muatriya for this. she drapes it gently inside of the shell, making sure to not let it touch the red sand.

hm. the flowers and the feathers were much more to her tastes, even if blue wasn't her color. she takes some feathers and some flowers from his tail and mane, and begins to mix them in with one another. they're much better when paired together than when separated. only she would've known that though, and tiye steps back to look at her handiwork.

there. bah! you're ready to be a fellahin now — the royal princes would rip each other's heads off for your hand. the princesses too. maybe especially the princesses. you can thank me later~