truly, she does not have any ire reserved for nakhtmin- loud and brash though he may be, he serves his purpose. and occasionally, though she would not admit it, he manages to surprise her.

and sometimes he does not.

but they are altogether greater than the sum of their parts. not even the eye of Ra can hope to remain intent upon little Goddess at all times! she is still young, and inquisitive in the ways children are, apt to test their boundaries. it is only her duty that the boundaries do not test back.

"i thought i might spare myself broken ribs, and you a missing leg." ashait flicks her tongue out, pleased though it is not like her voice to give any sign. "i do not hunt prey tonight- rather wolves."

her glance upon the oryx is thoughtful. "tell me. the chinese. what do you make of them?"