I won't beg you to stay; any

[Amet]

if there's a light at the end, it's just the sun in your eyes

The journey back to the Lake from Nerine was tiresome, though the colt is wide awake with ideas for their home swirling through his head. Brennen had agreed to help them keep their new territory safe, and would assist them in recruiting and training other young horses like them. The Akhal-Teke colt is warmly enthusiastic, a small grin tilting up the corners of his mouth at the thought of it all - he had a purpose to be here, in Beqanna, and no one could make he or Iset return to the Dunes.

He roams through the trees, his metallic bay coat reflecting the noontime sun brilliantly. He finds that the Lake always feels cozy, no matter where he is wandering within the territory, and Amet considers that this is what home is supposed to feel like.

And it wouldn't feel like home, would it, without Iset's sharp voice?

The young girl's Hey! catches Amet's attention swiftly and he turns his lithe frame in the direction of her alarm, his chest tightening with concern as he bounds through the tall grasses and closer to the lake. As the forest gives way to the shoreline, the colt's amber eyes fall upon his sibling and an unfamiliar (and interestingly colored) colt.

Snorting quietly as he nears the pair, Amet slows and gives his sister a quick nudge, "Iset! How are we supposed to offer a home to others if you scare them all away?" His nostrils flare and he turns his sharp gaze away from the filly before acknowledging the colt who stood at their Lake. "Welcome to the Lake. My name is Amet."

Amet