Golden Glade kinpaku

pharaoh's ears thrust forward in surprise and delight at satsu's rejoinder! more substance to the craftswoman than he had expected, perhaps. "indeed. Ra dallies in the warmer countries."
he feathered a laugh, focusing once more upon her words. "who can know the mind of pharaoh," he purled with a great haughtiness, watching her sink down upon careful haunches. 
here the sun gilded satsu; she seemed near transparent with it, the dovegrey of her coat lifted from shadow into darkened coinage.
appreciative now, his countenance.