~ each day death crawls into my body
He nods his crown as the mare introduces herself as Nekharat, a name that befits the desert woman. Then she turns her attention to Shaydowfax and asks the question that he also is curious of. He swivels his head to look on Shaydowfax as she begins her explanation of why she wants the mare in her herd. He shifts his weight beneath his body as he muses over her answer, and choses to keep his tongue behind his lips. He would not play into her little game.
But.
Then Shaydowfax spits her words at a question that was not directed at her. His eyes narrow, and his muscles tense along his shoulders as she weaves her lies. His ears lay against his muscled nape and turns his attention on Shaydowfax. His eyes smolder and anger boils beneath his russet hide. "Venom and hate drips from your mouth like that of a desert thueban, you writhe on your belly and spew your lies with a split tongue," he growls between ashen lips.
The sound of hooves draws him from and he swivels his head to watch her stride forth, power and confidence with every step that she takes. Her words are concise and true. Your heart is full of hatred. Let the girl choose for herself. Bahadır nods his chiseled crown. And pride swells in his chest as he looks upon Amduat, the fierceness in her gaze and the power in her words. She is truely a warrioress.
He keeps his tongue behind his teeth and remains silent.
bay rabicano - egyptian arabian mutt - Orhan x A'idah
sultan of the Dunes
