i'll use you as a warning sign - anyone

[Amet]

if there's a light at the end, it's just the sun in your eyes

Amet is excited to see Castile as the other boy's winged frame emerges from the dense trees. He hasn't yet had the time to get to know the son of Nayl, but he has made himself present and accessible within Hyaline thus far. The dragon-scaled king offers the tobiano a nod in greeting before he turns his amber eyes back to their visitor, who Amet is not surprised already knows Castile. The Nerinian Queen had told him that Sylva had been an established sub-kingdom of hers for quite some time, it is only natural that they would have mingled.

Amet wonders at the name Ivar for a moment, and then remembers that he had once met the boy, when he and Iset had first claimed Hyaline as their own. "I met Ivar once. He had been exploring at the bottom of the lake," the leather-armored stallion says with a grin, still intrigued by the boy's affinity for water.

Djinni pulls his attention from Castile and their conversation about Ivar with a question that he has come to expect with each new visitor to the crystalline lake. Amet gazes at Sakir for a moment, his eyes bright with pride. As he looks back to the Queen of Sylva, the young king gives a nod. "Six years old is the age limit, except for the Protectors, like Brennen," the Akhal-Teke stallion gives a toss of his head at the mention of the winged stallion from Nerine, "it's our plan to offer a sanctuary and training grounds for Beqanna's youth. My siblings and I have a special interest in providing a safe place that will also help teach skills that will come in handy when they wish to work their way up the ranks of the home they choose after leaving Hyaline."

It's quite the speech, but the young Amet has recited it enough that he has nearly memorized the wording, though the pride and enthusiasm he feels is genuine every time.

Amet