She is every bit poised. From her unwavering glare to her sudden advancement. He stills in the muddy tracks he has created. Watching intensely as she lands, his gaze following her every movement. She seemed different.
Her acknowledge of him is cold, and even though he outmatches her in stature, there are some things you just learn with time. There is no fury like a woman scorned. His ears twist back in guilt of his crimes he had committed upon the mare. His sister, the mother of his children, his Queen. She speaks of his absence and he is quick to interject, "The Storm came and Nyxa and I went to a cave to wait it out..." He forgets to add fast enough that the cave collapsed, before she is continuing. Her eyes cast upwards to where she had left the twins and his gaze follows. Finding the two young faces staring inquisitively at them. Her trailed sentence finishes and he is following it up with, "Seems so."
Silver eyes do not stray from their faces until he is questioning her, "Were you hiding them from me, Krone?" His brows furrowed at this thought. He couldn't blame her if she was. Not after what he had done to her. Lavender wings ruffle at his sides as he shifts his weight nervously. Awaiting confirmation of an answer he was sure he knew.
@[Krone]