The journey from the Peaks to the Lagoon had opened the world for the young boy. For the first time in his life, Solas felt as though finally his small corner of the world was expanding.

The first few months since his arrival in the Lagoon, the salt and pepper colt did his best to keep at his fathers heels, as much to learn from Khyber as to adapt to the change in landscape. Where the Peaks dangers were clear in the form of vast cliffsides and sheer dropoffs, the Lagoon (or so he was learning) held dangers that were far less obvious. From snakes that imitated leaf litter, to deep patches of sinking sand that appeared as nothing more than flat ground, slowly, Solas was learning… and adapting.

Pride swelled in the youth’s heart at his father’s returned status. As grateful as he was to mother for allowing him to meet his sire, he was also beginning to understand how frustrated Khyber had been when the Minister stole him away. It had been a hit to the stallion’s pride to have to once more start from the bottom and work his way up. Apparently that was the way politics worked even though he has yet to comprehend why.

The only downfall he has noticed since Khyber’s return to rank of General among the Lagoon stallions is that in the last few weeks, he has had much less time to spend together. But Solas was much less the inexperienced colt he had been then and perhaps he should feel a sense of pride in himself that Khyber no longer felt the need to be his constant shadow.

Still, it did hurt a bit, not having the constant companionship. But with any luck, he would change that today. He was meant to be raised in the Lagoon right? He should meet his fellow ‘brothers’ as father called them.

Lean, alabaster limbs carry the yearling through the tall marsh grasses as the colt-stallion broke free of the shadows and came to a halt amid the sea oats and fescue were most of the bachelors tended to spend their evenings grazing in loosely gathered groups. Obsidian flutes twitch back and forth as pale azure eyes flit over the unfamiliar faces. Secretly he hoped to catch sight of Khyber unattended but did not dare to hope to highly for more than a mere glimpse of his father lost in deep conversation. Apparently being the General for the Lagoon came with its fair share of responsibilities and not many of them included keeping tabs on an excitable youth.

SOLAS

EE AAt nO Gg / stallion / 14.1hh / Khyber x Khar'pern