He doesn't want to be here. He doesn't want to be here, but here he is. After his killing of Fiasko, there is nowhere else for Siberian to go: this is home now, the Chamber is where he must stay. The quiet pine forests and sheltering mist are gone now, though, replaced by an invasion of both fire and angry residents of the other kingdoms. The boy shies away from the battlefield, trying desperately to tune out the voice of his bear-form, which roared angrily in his head and demanded that they take part in the joyful carnage unfolding so close at hand. So far, he has held it at bay, keeping himself sane and safe in his natural equine form. He hasn't come across Zayn, who would no doubt side with the bear and order him to help defend the Chamber, and counts himself lucky for this, for he had no resistance anymore against the commands of the older stallion. Instead, he is driven by the spreading fires to the central clearing, where the Tree that so fascinated him these days was rooted. He looks curiously at it, wondering if its enchantment would protect it should the inferno come to surround it, then notices the mare rushing around it in a panic.
The young stallion doesn't know her, can only assume that she is a Chamber resident (with with he has allowed himself little interaction, not wanting to let himself assimilate any further into their dark society) since he doubts any invading horse would be doing such an odd thing when they had better things to be doing with their limited time. The Budyonny instantly moves towards her now, realizing how frightened she is by the fire and wishing to try and help her, to do a bit of good perhaps. He lets out a reassuring nicker as he comes within a few feet of the mare, hoping to snap her out of her panic. "Hey. Hey, it's ok. What's your name? Are you hurt? I'm Siberian, I can help you. We'd better move out of the clearing before we get encircled by the fire. I think that the Tree will be alright. It's enchanted, isn't it? Some wannabe-wildfire can't hurt it, it's already been burning for years and never been destroyed. " He rests his eyes upon her, trying his best to project an air of calmness and hoping that he is correct about the supernatural properties of the Chamber's vision-tree and that he will get her to respond to him.
Siberian
The sexy grizzly boy of Beqanna