Why do the gods torment me with such reckless, destructive, blasphemous sons?

Aiesha

Nebet / Noble

Satriya (Nebet)

Statistics

Species

Red Wolf x Coyote

Sex

Female (She/Her)

Age

1 year, 8 months

Height

Average

Weight

Light

Build

Petite

Eyes

Apple green

Fur

Browns, reds, creams

Scent

Mastic resin, almond oil, fermented earth

Oddities

She does not cast a shadow (2026 BWP)

Mark of Mythris

None

Writer

Khryptid (Threadlog)

Posts

Threads

Rating

3L - 3S - 3V

assiduous · dutiful · desultory

4/22/2026, 7:04 PM

It all came tumbling out of her!

I went to Tianlong—with a mazoi so I was safe and—then when I came back I couldn't find you. Khaemwaset is to marry me off! He said I was a princess and that was my role, and I said—I said no, I said I wouldn't! I was angry. He said I could leave if I wanted, but if I live here in Satriya, I am to serve at his whims. It was all a jumble, falling out of her hastily.

He said you had gone! I couldn't find you either. I—I don't know what do do! She had tried to resist the tears but she was only a girl. Pressing her face in to her father's chest she sucked in a breath and didn't recognize the wildness she tasted there. You left and I didn't get to say I was sorry—for—for before—and now I've messed it all up! I don't want to marry, I don't want to be a princess, I don't want to le-e-eave!!

Sobbing, sobbing, sobbing.

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Skyspear

Nebet / Noble