Lion Head Mesa I jump the gun and take what's mine

She slunk.

A cunning minx or daring snake. It did not matter when it was all the same. The loneliness in her breast had not been soothed at all. Each day she felt further and further from connections, slowly untethered.

Maegi had been the last she had felt tied to.

Now, she crept to Pharaoh. Prepared to crouch beneath his level, and give a submission show of attention to his chin.