[an TAH rez]
✬ sayyida ✬
▻ jyeshtha ♀ (x indira), aminah ♀ | nashira ♀ | niyat ♀ ◅
Having gotten confirmation from the Peak, and having a vague agreement from his Wife, Antares heads back towards his Dunes with a weighted hang of his head. The world was supposed to be looking up, and yet somehow sourness permeated his life in ways he hadn’t anticipated.
It is perhaps this feeling of never-enough that makes him see the three gathered mustang horses and wish to help. He stops, observing them, Identifying the one that seemed to be the thinker and perhaps leader of the group. It was unusual for family groups to live in the mainland, so he angles himself in their direction.
"I do not mean to intrude," he says, trying not to expose the melancholy he felt, "But it is hard to protect a family out here. If it suits you, the Dunes has two places free for families to adopt as their own. There aren’t many rules - Being the landowner, all I would ask is not to bring trouble to our borders by antagonizing those outside the Dunes."
OF SALEM’S EASTERN DUNES
▻ eleven years - arabian - mulberry gray with bloodmarks - 15.2 hh ◅