Lion Head Mesa ingemuo

well. perhaps he should have expected this. ramesses was not truly surprised, but he was moved by a swift snap of annoyance, that the cur should press his advantage so soon. pharaoh spread his forepaws in a sarcastic show of acceptance. 
"did crowfeather reach the mountains?" the royal man droned, though his lapis gaze probed germanicus with a sharp watch for any reaction. "he did not want to be a prince here. maybe he meant to be a lover elsewhere."