Lion Head Mesa Soldier Prince

Siptah swallowed, meeting his father's gaze. Would he really kill Jawahir, and two pups? They had to be close to Siptah's age. Would killing a child be so easy? His thoughts made him falter, and Ramesses easily knocked him on his back, pinning him down. His instincts told him if this was a real fight, he'd still be dead. Would he be Satsu, next? He still had much to learn, and much growing to do.

Looking up at his father from the ground, Siptah huffed, "I don't know. What would you do?" He got up, shaking the red dust from his pelt.