[al DEH bur rahn]
✮ Caria, Guinevere ✮
▻ Ain (x Caria), Falak (x Guinevere) ◅
Her prickly nature was not something he felt very surprised by - the firebred horses of the deserts often had overstated or muted personalities as a rule. They were either the warmth of embers after a bonfire or the bonfire itself. The silver and gold mare makes him peer with an angle at the sleeping filly, his interest easily turned away from the child once she stepped between them. "It is good that you are both doing well."
"What do you want?"
He smiles, unperturbed by the ferocity, but also not challenging the realness of the threat promised. Just as wind parted before lightning and mountain and blade of grass - he simply adjusted. "Simply to check that your stay amongst the free persons was fairing alright. The new system of allowing wanderers to claim a home on the shores of the main oasis is under trial and I thought you might have opinion enough to share, while I was out here already on patrol."
And escaping his brother’s daughter. His blood bay red is not entirely muted by the silver wash of moon and stars lighting the dunes, but he finds that the golden shine of her own is far more striking. "It is easy to pick out such a bright one on the dunes - if you ever need shelter, you may seek out the Sadim or even one of the two other herds that are now taking up residence, yonder, in the west."
OF SALEM’S EASTERN DUNES
▻ eight years - arabian - sooty bay rabicano - 15.2 hh ◅