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Keket joined behind the scenes. This is open to anyone!

Mere hours ago, Keket had found herself upon the chilled sand of the coast, alone. She mulled over the idea of returning to the warmth of her natal pack, for she would be well received there - a princess returning from a long journey. She missed summer heat, and the smell of the dust after rain, as rare as it was. What she missed more was the attention. The many attendants, her servants, complying to her every whim.

This place was similar, or so Caiaphas had told her; the men bowed to the will of women, utterly subservient. It was a start. If Keket were to have her way - if her will were to truly be enacted in this strange, cold place - then it would be more than men who bowed. As she paced along the sandy shore, her steps long and languid, she thought about this. The next step - how to build an empire. With a glance towards the sea, the resting place of Nun and his bride Naunet, she paused in her wandering - trying to gather the many thoughts that lay scattered throughout her mind.