After having found the two queens fucking in the meadow, he had left them to cross into the playground. He decided the ground would serve better in his quest for them. Either by sight or smell. When he finds no children present physically, but their scent faint in the air, he picks up their trail. Intertwined is a musky scent of an unknown equine and chills began creeping up his spine. Teeth gritted, he follows their scent west. Kwartz was with them so it was unsurprising that they were headed towards the autumnal forests.
Extending his wingspan, he lunges into a gallop and takes to the air. Quite certain of their projected destination and as Sabra flies past overhead towards her kingdom, he is confirmed in his speculation.
He trails her and somewhere in the mix, Krone is there. Sabra calls out as they cross over the golden kingdom and he follows. Diving under the canopy to soon have come into view one of his sons and daughter. Sabra begins drilling the frightened boy, who stutters his answers obediently. It all happens so fast that all he does it draw Karat towards him. Examining her first, "Karat... Where are you hurt?" She is quick to begin crying as she says the stallion tossed her onto the ground then stepped on her. Before she could cast any armor he was crushing her ribs. "Where's Krom...?" His question directed towards Kwartz. Answers weren't coming quick though as the boy was still answering his mother and before he can give one hoofbeats are approaching. A turn of his lavender head was all he had to give to see Krom barreling towards them. Silver-hazel eyes examine the mysterious sheen to his son body as he nears. Soon to cross under his neck.
"What happened to you?" Krom looks up to him and replies briefly. Not exactly the answers he was looking for either. Once all his children were gathered and known to be alive, his hard gaze turns to Sabra. "Who's Morty, Sabra! Obviously Kwartz trust him enough to follow him so who the hell is he? I swear to God if you had something to do with this..." His nares are flared as he impatiently awaits answers. Was the queen of Sylva stupid enough to try have someone harm the twins on purpose? He hoped not but any argument she had wouldn't save her or this Morty from his wrath...
He hears Kroms request and with a brush of his muzzle to the boys crest, he leans to turn towards home. "Once I get them home I WILL be back to discuss this further," he threatens between clenched jaws. Looking to Krone if she had anything to add before they headed home. Willing to walk the great distance back to the island to ensure their safety. As they begin to head north he looks back towards Kwartz. Reaching to nudge the boys cheek, "Kwartz, it's not safe here... Come with us to the island?" He pauses to let the boy answer. If it was yes, he was happy to escort him as well. If not, he wouldn't force him...
@[Krone] @[Sabra]