Lion Head Mesa A squeaky pain upon each breath

Sayf heard the tiny complaints from one of the children, and he waited in the entrance for the queen to soothe him. He did not want to interrupt her.

Finally the child was calmed and Satsu lay back, a flick of her delicate wrist inviting him inside.

He walked over and placed the meal on the ground near her. My queen, he greeted, offering her a deep bow. I have brought you a meal. The hebsut motioned to the quail with his muzzle. I can get you anything else you need, as well. He was at her service, as always.