if there's a light at the end, it's just the sun in your eyes
The bird seems to grow more curious beneath Amet's gaze, taking a few tentative hops closer to the golden stallion and nearing the end of the thick bough it has chosen to rest upon. Amet is content with watching the winged creature, though Sylva's silence is short lived as Ivar greets him suddenly, pulling away from a copse of trees that stands nestled on his right side.
The King of Hyaline turns towards the younger painted stallion, his amber eyes finding a moment to appreciate Ivar's matte black scales as he explains the bird's peculiar interest. Amet can't help but chuckle despite the reason behind his visit as his gaze turns briefly back to the bird. Its head had turned sideways when Ivar's voice had broken the silence with a mixture of curiosity and alarm, before finally deciding that the acquisition of a glinting scale is out of the question today, and then it is gone with a sudden flap of its wings and the rustle of autumn-tinged leaves.
"I've come to see you and Castile," Amet answers simply, just as the son of Nayl also appears from the forest of Sylva. The dragon king is pleased to see him and offers a smile and nod to the winged Castile, who had proven himself helpful and quick on his hooves during the assault on Hyaline. "Castile. I wanted to thank you for your help that night." He is still embarrassed and forlorn, but the gilded king has learned not to dwell on what has already transpired and instead has set his sights on what he can do to assist Hyaline in its rebirth.
When his amber gaze moves back to the leather-plated Ivar, Amet's expression is a tad less amicable, but the civility in his voice is unfaltering. "You have always been welcome within Hyaline because of your friendship with Castile, and also because we are sister kingdoms," he says courteously, "and as such, I would have hoped that you would approach me first, had you wanted him to stay with you in Sylva."
The golden Akhal-Teke shifts his weight casually, ears twitching more out of habit than anything else, and brings his gaze back to the dragon-winged Castile. "Is there anything that I can do to repay you for your help, Castile? I appreciate your dependability more than I can express," he says with a quiet chuckle.
Amet
@[Ivar] @[Castile]