Lion Head Mesa Sips froth from soft, warm joe

I will find a way for them to continue to be friends. >w<

I am glad, too.

The guard stepped from the water and moved to allow his frame to drip. The chill of it raised the hair along his neck. He shook his coat when he could not stand the cling of it and felt the water fly free of him. He had spent enough time bathing. It would be time to return to his post and to keep watch over the guests who visited the queen.

I will see you later, Sayf, the guard offered before leaving. He hummed a tune as he made his way back to his place.