Two Eyes Cenote lazybones

Redbird woke with a mouth full of sand, a head full of gravel, and a belly that no longer sloshed when she moved.

She didn't know where she was, and only retained a vague notion of the celebrations that had transpired. When she moved to stand the world seemed to t i l t.

Then she remembered the jawbone, and looked too-fast one way, another, under some rocks, under her feet; no, no, nonono where was Colt? Where was Colt? Where where where?!

Fuck! She had left him inside the palace; as she looked now to it, she gave a determined huff (which became a cough, a hack, a spit and shake) and knew she'd have to break in.

the cat materializes.

their ears are decorated in tippings of paint. their coat is studded with a sprinkle of gemdust. their eyes are knowing and perhaps judgemental.

this wolf is a stranger. the cat "mrowls" insistently from their place beside the entrance, watching the red dog in the golden sand.

Didn't look like anyone was around, she thought with a quick look one way then another, and with some careful footwork she advanced towards the door.
Movement drew her eye. Could have been a kid, given the size; but no, too small even for that. A short face and pointed ears; but Redbird didn't know what the hell a cat was.
Besides, this one looked cared for.
She scoffs and stoops to look the thing eye-to-eye, and narrows her gaze.

What're yew? Maybe a snack. They smelled like food, but also like many wolves, and an earthiness from the decorations that adorned them.
Redbird huffs as if to blow them aside.
Outta the way, pipsqueak. She was intent to cross in to the palace to suss out where her bone was.

did the red wolf dare?

a growl simmers in the cat's throat.

a hiss flashes small pointed teeth. they are fearless with the power of the palace behind them.

you are unwelcome.

back-handing a cat wasn't on her list of resolutions this year, but that's what happened when the little creature made its show of teeth; its hiss brought a rise to redbird's spine and as soon as she saw those little fangs, she struck out.
nothing was going to get between her and colt; not life, not death, and not this creature.
would've been a better call to grapple it by the neck and throw it aside, but redbird had little control in that moment as one of her limbs swept forward to punch the cat out of the way.

lol punching the feline

a harsh yowl raises for @Eset, for @Inji, as the cat leaps from the blow.

the cat avoids more conflict. a growl pours from them as they back down the corridor, waiting for the holy wolves to attend their Bast.

the sound out of the little creature was something unholy! Redbird recoiled from it immediately, having never heard it before; and while the little thing retreated she felt no urge to chase it, despite it being prey.

she was at war with the impulse to plunge inside the palace and find Colt, but the thing had called out so loudly, surely someone would come and find Redbird here!

immediately the girl turned and bolted the other way. She would be back! She had to get Colt out of this place -- but hell no, she wasn't going to stick around for whatever that little critter summoned!

can just be a cameo unless she's acknowledged!

okay, so, muat-riya had a pet cat. inji did not question it. rumors were spread that the feline was some sort of goddess, which the fellahin, frankly, paid no mind to.
she stayed on its good side, though. just in case.
and so when a rather disconcerting yowl came ringing from the outskirts of the cenote, followed by a voice inji had never heard before, she could not deny the concern that bubbled. and, unlucky for the roaming cowgirl, she'd been caught by the wrong person at the wrong time.
she'd arrived just in time to see a shadowy figure bolt into the night, and a rather frazzled-looking felid in her place. for a moment she hoped it could be talisman making a return until she remembered — talisman did not sound like that.
so, naturally, whether or not she is acknowledged, inji follows the divots in the sand; and, spurred on by hormonal rage, she shouts:

STAY THE FUCK AWAY FROM MY CAT! bitch!

off and off!

a wolf appears. the cat wends close as the canine scours the air with a shouting voice.

Bast spits in the direction of the retreating stranger, then leaps toward inji, meaning to land lightly upon the delicate shoulder.

take me to pharaoh, the orange eyes glow.