Lion Head Mesa Malasana

Sabah gave a grin, tipping her head to one side as she observed the Mazoi for a moment, before snapping back into the conversation.

Since early on, those first few days. Several months, now. She admitted, the Jodai tipping her head to indicate the way forward, and started walking.

I think best when walking and patrolling. It’s why I’m out here. Sabah twisted her head to indicate the surrounding area. Far away from the prying eyes and ears of the palace, a place where she was free to be herself.