Lion Head Mesa infidel

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Khusobek put his nose down upon a scent, and once the man was truly moving, Legend was off. Pharaoh commanded, of who by day she displayed more loyalty to, and to the King Consort, who had asserted himself until she understood.

It took time, but she knew this scent. And this was the whore who had escaped them once. Not to be twice, and Pharaoh Toula had been clear.

But Legend was not built for this. A skid into one of the entries at the site of fleeing paws, the imp lunged down into the pit with snapping, wild jaws and warning barks. Ones that did not land, but with Khusobek at her side, she would work with him to fish the prey out. But she was timid, and she was bluffing. Trying to hold him in place so Zaahira could do what she could not physically do.