RHAEGAR & SOLGAR
Rhaegar turned his eyes on the first to speak up, a little cream-and-white mare he hadn't noticed before, her pale coat almost glowing in the dusky light. Her easy manner made her stand apart from the others, and he immediately realized that she must have been new. To him it seemed that the longer you stayed in the inlet, the more downtrodden you became in mind in spirit. He was resolved not to let that happen to him, however. The pale gold stallion smiled kindly at the mare and replied, "It's lovely to meet you, Sojourner." He waited a few moments to allow the rest of the congregation to exchange names - if they would at all - before turning his head to look expectantly at his brother.
The blue roan stallion was staring not at, but through the newly-arrived mare. It was clear his mind was utterly elsewhere. Rhaegar cleared his throat, hoping to rouse his older sibling, but when nothing happened, he reached around the front of Yoren, pressing close to his nephew with his neck outstretched, to nip at the lead stallion. Solgar jerked in response, and turned his head to glare at Rhaegar for a strained moment, fire burning in his dark eyes. But then he relented, and collected himself before speaking. Rhaegar was glad of that at least.
"Firstly, as you might've guessed," the blue roan rumbled in a voice much less pleasant than his brother's, "Rhaegar will be staying to serve as my second." He was staring at the ground, not looking at any of them. It seemed as if it were easier that way. "Secondly, I... apologize for being distant the past few weeks. That will no longer be an issue. In return, I expect everyone to remain close, as a herd, and to look out for each other as a herd should. I will have no more disappearances. That includes you, Winter." For a moment, the aging stallion lifted his head morosely to glare at his sickly lead mare. "Thirdly... regarding the... the disappearance of Neassa..." He seemed to visibly shrink as her name parted from his lips. Rhaegar could hear the desolation in his tone. "With my injury, I cannot go after her. Rhaegar will be going in my place. Any information any of you have... regarding last sightings or what have you... please inform him. He will be leaving on the morrow."
Rhaegar nodded to confirm his brother's words. "Thank you, brother," he said gently. "I will do what I can." Both stallions then stood and waited, one with his head up and one with his head down, for anything their counterparts might have to say.
6 & 12; MUSTANGS; PALOMINO ROAN & BLUE ROAN; 16HH & 15'3HH; SHIVA |