Antares
[an TAH rez]
✮ sayyida ✮
▻ jyeshtha ♀ (x indira), aminah ♀ ◅
He knew from Nyimara that he had two brothers in residence - and he had seen Rigel when he’d almost returned but was accosted by his daughter while rendering some sort of aid to a stranger. When he calls out to their family from the duo oasis, he does so from the less foliage-encrusted side so he is easily spotted and establishes that side as the appropriate meeting place separate from the other side that was for his family alone.
He calls Eness and Atair, the first that had reconnected here. He calls Al Hilal and Al Murzim, prone to following their mother anyway. He calls for Rigel, for Dhaniya, for Varajakshi, but not for Mrgasira [knowing from her own mouth that she planned on becoming a bride before her father could figure out excuses to keep her within Salem]. He calls for Aldebaran, the crazed savior of the twin brothers that’d been captured because of him. He calls Naz and her tag-a-long Sarayu. He calls to Indira, to Jyeshtha, to anyone that would have followed those family members here to the Dunes, known or unknown.
It is all in one high-toned stallion’s cry, but it called family together.
It was not perfect timing, so much more needing to be said and done between his wife and he still, but it felt too broken to not have his brothers brought to heel - like purposely leaving a cleaned wound to remain free to the air and without poultice. It would heal, but certainly not as fast as when bonded by medicinal herbs.
He goes back to the private side of the oasis to his Wife, then, extending a muzzle to her, "Lets rebuild," he asks in his tone, for all that his words do not articulate the ‘please’. They needed to start coalescing their dreams of having a family amidst the dunes again. She and he were still not precisely settled back into their hearts but still he hoped bringing the others together might begin the process. A family made just a little more whole than it was yet. Never the same again, but new and refreshing enough to mend the injuries they’d all accumulated in their time separated.
OF THE EASTERN DUNES OF SALEM
▻ eleven years - arabian - mulberry gray with bloodmarks - 15.2 hh ◅