Lion Head Mesa there is a woman in Somalia

Kemal had only just returned to his den when Magui came for him. It is too dark to continue watching the caldera from his ridge, and his legs ache from a weeks worth of work.

He smells her before he sees her; a sweet scent that could have lulled him to sleep in an instant if he let her.

When she asks to enter he is wary, and with reason. Kemal knows a woman's power, even if he does not understand every nuance. Inviting one into his den could very well kill him, if not worse.

But it's only Margarida, so he gives in. You are kind.

Careful, he pulls the pelt into his den. She's put effort into this, it's easy to find comfort. How have you been, Magui?