Two Eyes Cenote [WP] fly on the wall

PROMPT: "your character wants to learn something new about something they overheard!" with @Tavina

Redbird didn't know these people, but hell they knew how to party! There was no shortage of food or drink, and nobody seemed to question her being there.

She found a shadowed ledge where she could foist Colt for the night — but just to be safe, she cornered one of the coyotes and told them pointedly not to fuckin' touch him if they knew what was good for 'em. They kept the ledge a wiiiiiiide berth and Redbird was mollified. Be back soon, buddy.

From there Redbird assimilated; she ate whatever was offered, including some fermented berries and honeyed things, none of which she recognized. Didn't matter, it was free.

There were clusters of people from all over - old, young, butch, twink; a plethora. She moved among them with ears perked, gathering tidbits of intel, pocketing names and locations and gossip. One of the strangers said something about ghosts and motioned back towards the temple space of the coronation, which drew Redbird back to the open-roofed room, curious.

prompt: "you see one of the royal ghosts outside a bedchamber"

tavina was not assimilating. she drifted here and there with small tight smiles; she ate tidbits; she drank the white cactus as well as the berrywine brought down from akashingo. her stomach bittered.

"they say ghosts were present tonight," she commented to no one in particular, and they chuckled for a moment over it. she lifted a paw toward where the dais stood.

movement caught her eye thereafter; she followed the scarlet wolf at a small distance, blinking in consternation as something indeed appear to be there, amorphous and almost — almost real.

and she thought of nala.

Aye, erryone gots ghosts, answered Redbird when prompted by the comment caught over one shoulder. She gave a sniff, and turned, and when her eyes landed on Tavina she did an obvious up-down with her eyes; but any opinion she kept to herself. A cohort of party-goers came stumbling close and Redbird slipped further out of the way, which brought her across the threshold in to the temple.

Another few sniffs, and while there had been a chaos of sights, smells, and faces during the event itself, now the winter air drifting in from the open ceiling had aired that out. The sky was empty and glittering. Redbird scoffs; she looks back, wondering if the woman got caught up with the celebration or was there following.

Nothin' here now.

her eyes narrowed; she looked up for a long time as if ehr wife's face would suddenly appear there, then decided it was no matter.

"what's your name? i'm tavina, the doctor. of both palaces, really," she said with a musing expressiveness to her voice.

she tried not to look back at the dais.

Her name? What did that matter?

Redbird. She sniped unneccessarily. Posessive as she was over the moniker gifted by Colt, she'd much rather use that than her real name, and continue to bury the girl that she used to be as deep as she could.

Not a desert rat like all these pests yew got workin' here, she reminded. Much as she looked like a coyote, being so slender and all that. The reminder was for the both of them really, given Redbird's current state.

She wasn't meant to be here. She wouldn't be staying no matter what.

tavina blinked. "those rats are very dutiful and loyal to our pharaoh," the sesh responded dryly. who had spat in this one's kibble?

"well, redbird. can i give you a tour? solve an ailment? have your drinks refilled?" tavina asked, curious despite the girl's sniping tongue.