Lion Head Mesa third

gucci was wracked with concern, which was the usual state for him. having missed the meeting regarding tavina's outsider friend, the guilt was accentuated by the fact that he did not see the newcomer among the fellahin - meaning she got saddled with work even below a fellahin.

this new entry in the franchise of his worries saw the chihuahua up before dawn, and ascending up to the top of the mesa to briefly distract himself by watching the morning prayers.

there was a new hem.

gucci was not well acquainted with how these things went, so he stood awkwardly to the side while the holy man did... stuff.

when there seemed to be a prolonged pause, the neb gave a greeting bark.

"g'mornin', priest!" he grinned while approaching. "what're th' omens fer t'day?"