11/19/2025, 7:45 PM
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Em hotep nefer weret,Mekh returned mechanically, his tongue readily speaking for him before he'd even had a chance to think. How long had it been since one had greeted him in such a way? The words were almost foreign now, but how his soul longed to hear them still, a reminder of a home lost.
The sesh appeared confident, standing straight as he regarded Mekh with the careful eye of one assessing a fresh cut of meat. The coywolf tried to balance an honest meeting of their gazes with the occasional shifting glance aside, showing deference to the sesh's position as respectfully as he could - looking as he did.
He was grateful for Sitamun's interjection on his behalf. Mekh allowed her to guide him to where he might seat himself, curling his tail self-consciously around thin haunches as he did. How ragged he must appear; hopefully they could see through his current state and observe the potential that lay within his hungry, desperate soul.
Mekh was neither priest nor scribe; he was, as ever, only Mekh. Lavished companion to a spoiled Pharaoh, but oh, he had loved him fiercely.
To continue to show his deference, the coywolf bowed his back and lowered his forelimbs toward the pair. He would wait patiently until addressed.
