Rosewater Oasis the palatine has all but fallen now,

S’ari grinned at his words and sat down lightly in the sand, her dainty paws ready to fly again like a startled bird if he showed aggression. She’d really rather not, however.

Well, it is easy if one tries, yes? All one must do is open one’s mouth… and speak. She flashed him a coy grin, turning her head to look at him askance. Ready? She paused, and said, Coyote’s name is S’ari, born of the desert sands. She swept her gaze across the landscape, always smiling. The sands picked her up and carried her here, to a sister desert, yes? Her gleaming brown eyes landed on the wolf once more. And the wolf is from…?