Lion Head Mesa Mountain

He knows it's a busy time. The children are barreling through the kingdom and there are many whispers. He hopes to keep his children away from the darkness outside Akashingo's wing.
Today he patrols and wishes to bring one of his lights with him. Medjay passes by the children in the morning in the midst of patrol.
"@Taliba! Come walk with me."

Mesen-ka's voice interupts the girl as she is stripping the bark off a stick. Teeth pinching and shredding and sharpening. Flecks of a wood litter the stone floor beneath her. The half-ogre looks upwards at her father. Little tail wagging.

Coming, baba.

Rising to gangly legs and wide paws, the girl pauses. She leans down to bring her chosen toy with her. Swiping away the debris with paw before weaving circles around her father's legs.