Not all of how Sakhmet believes the world to be is Antares’ fault. The standards that she was raised with, and the standards he and his brothers set, were not always aligned. As was the case this time. He goes on to explain how Ra’s existence was not the problem she thought him to be for her to return. Which was a relief to Sakhmet from a weight that she didn’t know she carried. The grey mare doesn’t bother to clarify, only lets the stallion finish before giving a small nod of understanding.


“I will speak to Atair soon, but not tonight.” she says, lifting her two toned gaze up towards the moon that hung heavy in the sky as it drew later into the hour. “I’m sure he needs his rest, just as you do, and this matter can wait until tomorrow.” Dropping her eyes back down onto the blood marked stallion, she perked her ears forward. “Rest well, Antares, and welcome home.” With a small dip of her finely dished head, the grey mare turned and retreated along the same steps she had taken to get there.


Ooc; just a short wrap up post to close the thread.