When it is the familiar winged stallion that appears his guard drops slowly. The orange glow that had encircled them is drawn back into himself. He looks to his sister, whose eyes have dropped to the ground below, before replying, “We couldn't sleep, so we went for a walk”. It was a half truth. Even though he didn't like lying, he supposed they endured enough trauma for one evening…
He watches with lit eyes as Amen struggles with the flames erupting from his mouth. With the current situation they are in he doesn't inquire any further.
They settle into a steady pace behind their escort. His sisters' warming flames flicker once more and he welcomes the chased chill of the early morning.
When the rain begins he nudges his sister and tosses his glowing mane playfully, trying to lift her spirits somewhat. She gives into his antics and takes off for the shelter at a canter, a sizzling trail of flames left in her wake.
@Amenadiel
Fire Mimicry- Glowing, Small Flames, Fire Aura