Rosewater Oasis woodchip entity

the alay-basi curls his lip, a firm warning. to refuse is one thing. to insult the pharaoh so blatantly is another entirely. he restrains himself, muscles taut, and looks patiently to his man-- awaiting instruction, loyal as any dog.

"i do not joke. you would do well to know your place, girl, lest i remind you." his tail lifts aloft, curling over his back in a show of dominance. he will tear her apart, if only he is given permission to do so.