"With my speechless calm eyes."

It was a first time experience for the gray stud that someone entered the Tundra flying, instead of passing through the gate. Only Hurricane and Brennen supported a pair of wings and naturally they weren’t forced to use the single entrance in the ice wall. This stranger had chosen to sore the sky too, landing somewhere into their lands and instantly calling for their attention, slightly rude too. But what Brynmor disliked the most was the fact that she had flown across their wall – even from the sky it would be very hard to miss – and into their territory like that. He follows her from the ground, towards the spot she’d landed, neither rushing his pace or answering her call.

He had turned himself invisible, but knew that the crackling of the snow underneath his hooves and the prints that were left in the snow would easily give him away. Staying hidden wasn’t the point of this all, instead it was using his kingdom granted gift in this meeting with someone who came from an allied kingdom. It was only when Brynmor came close enough to clearly see the intruder that he recognized her. Kimber. He had met the blue and black woman in the Field a while back, when they had both tried to persuade Daey to join their respective kingdoms. The cremello stallion was currently one of the Tundra’s habitants and would hopefully soon join the brotherhood.

Dropping his invisibility he shows himself to her as he crosses the last distance between them. ”Hello” he greet her, head dripping slightly as he stops a few meters away from her. ”It has been a while, Kimber.” As he speaks a small smile lays upon his lips, his eyes searching for hers. ”I was wondering who would intrude our kingdom like that, but you didn’t came to hear me rambling about respecting borders. What can I help you with today, Kimber?”

"Nothing is coming to rise."

"With my speechless calm eyes."

Was it that odd that he thought that the borders weren’t there for nothing? Of course she was welcome – otherwise the alliance would be quite pointless – but it was impossible for him to determine if it was a friend or foe that flew into their lands. It wasn’t like he had wings that could carry him up in the air to find out. Although he persuaded a career in both castes, the peace caste clearly worked better for him.

He answers her smile with one of his own, nodding. ”Yes, Daey has chosen to join our ranks” he answers her, confirming that the cremello male had indeed decided to stay in the Tundra. ”And I can see that the Chamber has been good for you too.” It was hard to miss the set of wings that she now supported. The very same one that had carried her over their ice wall too. Brynmor chuckles lightly and can only nod in agreement. ”I suppose it does. But it’s hard to see if it is a friend or foe that decides to enter the Tundra through the air." His blue eyes meet hers. Ever since they had first met he finds her a pleasant companion. Their personalities might not be too much alike, but she doesn’t give him the Chamber feel that he remembers.

When she gets on with business he calmly listens, watching the blue mare silently, and only nodding when she is done speaking. He doesn’t answer right away, not really sure if he’s the one to decide on this. After all, he was only a soldier, not their commander nor the king. ”I’m sure there will be brothers that would likely accept the friendly challenge. There aren’t much of us in the war caste, but it would be a good experience for all. Would others in the Chamber be up for a set of mocks? It could be a good opportunity to learn from each other.” He wasn’t really sure how Offspring would see the matter, but Brynmor didn’t see any harm in it. In his view it would be good to challenge the Tundra in such way, to test their strength and use the set of mocks as a first step to a powerful army.

"Nothing is coming to rise."