Two Eyes Cenote marble & tooth

There’s something in his eyes– something she cannot place. Veiled in the next moment by determination.

“Then they are enroute. Tavina will be there soon, and she will be in the most capable hands,” Eset encourages, rinsing her paw before clutching the parcel. It is all here, everything she’d asked of the Erpa-ha. For the first time since the bloody exchange, her mind quiets, resuming a mild pulsing. In spite of everything, she is calmer than she had been the night before. It is not enough to spare the look of guilty attendance when Meseba’s green eyes flash over them.

“No more violence here,” the hebsut speaks abruptly between mazoi and jodai. “Whatever the course of action, it cannot happen on the grounds of Muat-riya.” She sets aside the herbs and brushes her pawtips against Khusobek’s sullied wrist, sending up a quick prayer of thanks.

“If you do go to Luneshale, it will be only to investigate so we have an idea of how best to defend ourselves,” though she fears the idea of provoking the raiders, and the disagreement flickers in her eyes.

Still, these were the two minds Eset most trusted with military strategy. She straightens, silently consulting.