Lion Head Mesa silver

nala had awoken, went about her day.

she thought she had caught a glimpse of the pharaoh in passing but she had quickly turned! perhaps the pharaoh saw this and nala was left to not think what the young woman on the throne would think of her now.

only that she had tucked herself to far reaches.

and then something had slowly filled her space. fresh enough that she thought only she would notice for now.

quickly she had turned (again) and fled to the space of tavina.

oh, tavina —!

her voice hitched with a dizzied frenzy.