Lion Head Mesa A neat tucked slice

Sayf preened under her approving smile. She was pleased, and that was most important to him.

He moved closer and would attempt to groom her fur if she allowed. He nodded when she said she would need help preparing for the children. He would happily help in that regard.

Her next request and subsequent question made him pause in thought. I only trust the pharaoh that much, he answered. But he is also someone you should avoid angering. He paused again to think. And be careful what you say and do around the fellahin. We all talk to each other and the rest do not necessarily have a loyalty to you. Sayf would nuzzle the fur of her heck if she allowed the affection. I, of course, will never repeat anything you don't want me to, The coyote promised. He hoped the priestess could see the truth in his words.