My friend Middy invited me to a YCH.

Why is Bathia so small in thw ancient world? Well, its a YCH. I don't have much explanation, besides it was just fun being part of it. Decided to include a tiny story spicing things up. I have a bat habbit building stuff up, but don't give a good sastfifaction.

Queenly Comforts

A traveler came to their tent. In seek for shelter against the cold night, he offered some of his goods. Myrrh, ginger, and barley. At first Bathia was against sharing tent with a stranger - who has not even bathed first - but Middy convinced her allowing it. The traveler may not offer much wealth, but judging by the few gifts, he is a religious person. A believer! They moved inside their tent, waiting for the person stepping in.

The guest understood the etiquette. Quickly he turned around, down to the little oasis. Searching around in his bag, he brought up a tin cup. He filled it with the semi cold water and poured it over his dusty tired hooves. A palm leaf served as a sponge, while a section of his long white cloak dried them. Normally he would used the towel, but it was buried so deep in his bag, and the cold outside was making his nose dripping. Finally, he was ready.

The cold fast left his body, as he closed the fabric behind him inside the tent. A few bronze lanterns made the light. Large decorative carpets made the surface, while glazed clay pots with flowers broke the plain red surface tent walls.

The cloak dropped on the ground, then the bag, before entered further inside. The scent of cinnamon and citrus fruits mixes with the lanterns burning wax. A small table close to the wall was placed with a few silver cups, a half empty bowl of grapes, and a strange item. A rectangular wood plate, with a serpent carved on its surface, creates twenty holes. Pieces in ceramic in triangles, squares and roses around the plate. A board game?

The ladies invited him to sit and have a cup of date wine and a mersu cake. The heat inside seems getting warmer, as he realizes those plump ladies were basically naked. Only wearing accessories of beads and brass. The gray bat Middy was seeking the masculine company. Without his cloak, his plain clothes and bronze collar highlight.

The feline sphinx Bathia munched serval of the juicy grapes as her eyes was "eating" their guests body. Did she change her mind that fast about a stranger? Was his gifts that pleasing? Or is she seeking the touch by strong hands?

Tapping on the soft pillows with her graceful fingers, Middy hopes the traveler would sits closer.