Lion Head Mesa Time

Neith performed little somersaults over the stone, spouting giggles; she’d never met a more silly pair!

Only with mother’s regal entrance did the amiirad think better of landing a final swat at them, and instead quickly pranced over to sit between her forepaws, shuffling her pearlescent toes until they were perfectly inline with Momma’s. She gazed adoring up into her face and fluttered her eyes at the tall man as he knelt, waiting also for her two new friends to bow in kind.