Lion Head Mesa Malasana

It was westward that Sakai was pointed by the Queen, for him to seek out his captain at his leisure. The silver coated man felt rather leisurely this clouded day, so he figured he would go find the den of @Sabah. Dry winds felt cooler upon his face than they did yesterday, but not by much. He reveled in it for a moment, slowing his gate while closing his eyes and taking in a deep breath. Finally, the loner felt a semblance of being home again. 

He soon arrived upon a den, but was it the den he was looking for? "Sabah? Jodai?" He really had no idea how to address the superior. These both seemed like pretty safe choices. After his last interaction, peeking into the throne room and scaring the shit out of both him and the Queen herself, Kai dare not enter. He could see Sabah being a bit less forgiving for such an intrusion. "It's your mazoi, Sakai." The Jodai's scent lingered heavily with the winds that engulfed him.