Lion Head Mesa royal falcon flown unto the sun

Tuna did not know the customs of death in this red land.

but what she did know was that death was something that connected all. She wasn't a very spiritual nor even religious being, but Tuna did know that life was precious and often felt to be cut short by the slow sickle of death as He harvest the restless souls for life anew.

so when she was picked for her honoring task of leading the pull, tuna did so with a gentle might underneath the guiding eyes of the hem and her queen. She followed her instructions as closely as she could, thankful for the skins below to help make the drag just a little bit easier on her nimble body.

and once the body was buried with his once-beloved, tuna provided the gift for Toula and would come to stand quietly and attentive to the needs of her ruler. she listened to the words spoken, titles, and special phrases laced with a love so tangible within the air.

tuna did not know this pharaoh. but she knew he was loved, so perhaps that was all the information she needed to make a judgment upon his death.