He tilts his ebony head, puzzled at their query regarding his name, and is about to repeat it. Before he can do so, however, Kimber's scent--vaguely remembered but now freshly-matched with the sound of her voice--hits his nostrils and the stallion stays silent, letting his commander speak. She gives the two visitors a minor scolding for their lack of attention regarding his greeting, then asks the question that had been on Siberian's lips as well. Who indeed was their father, why did he not come himself for whatever duty he'd assigned to his daughters? He is willing to give them the benefit of the doubt, however. By coming here, they were proving themselves to be dutiful children to their sire, and perhaps they'd simply just missed hearing his name. He doesn't voice those thoughts aloud, though, not wanting to contradict the Chamber General's opinion, especially in front of strangers. "Welcome to the Chamber, Prey and Pray. ", is all he says in response, hoping to seem friendly.
The Budyonny hears Kimber speaking again, addressing him now instead of the foreign mares, and he blinks with surprise, old habits dying hard and all that. Her casual remark about the sun causes him to let out a soft sigh, as it brings to his mind that night he had strayed into the Silver Cove and spent his evening watching the sunset over the waters while a little pegasus used his paw for a pillow. She wasn't so little anymore, was Misra. He can still see her in his mind's eye, the first time she had come to the Chamber as an adult, with a small colt tagging along at her side. The sight of the child had made him feel vaguely jealous, though he still wasn't sure why. And the sun. He would never see it rise again nor set, and that was yet another thing he missed from Before. He moves closer in the direction of her voice, sliding hoof tips carefully across the ground, and stops when he thinks (hopes!) he is a few feet away, letting her see him better. "I'm as well as can be expected, thank you Kimber. And yourself? "
Siberian
The sexy grizzly boy of Beqanna