his whiskers followed suit.
the entire crag of the lion's face was wholly disapproving.
broad paws sent scimitars to strop sandy soil.
only the vulture hast wing. look,and his own broad head lifted to the winging shadow above, deceptively miniscule in its length.
he who eateth the dead. perhaps he be the god thou seekest.tawny brow in arch. uhuru believed the beast to be sun-addled. why else did she speak in riddles and with words he had not heard?