AEMAR || RAELYX
They'd been rather absent, to Galilee's great disappointment (though she struggled to express any such feelings whenever her two eldest did happen to pop by, which was rarely). Ever since that cold winter morning years before when their beautiful mother had dropped them off on the doorstep of their father's kingdom, the Ae's (Aemar and Raelyx, if you need to know) had rather petered out. At the time, Brennen hadn't been as interested in meeting his sons, or perhaps he'd been less or more busy with other things. Either way, though the pair had ghosted in the Tundra for some time, eventually they'd faded into the woodwork as many Beqannians are prone to doing.
But, at the word that their mother was expecting, they roused themselves from the other-world slumber to reappear on the cusp of Beqanna's island chains: Ischia.
They're in the air (for aren't they all, except poor Mosrael) when they come a-knocking. Raelyx, clad in bone-armour that pushes from his skin like teeth that do not bite, with his onyx wings stretched out beside him; and Aemar in an entirely different costume. The Equus Avian flew in the shape of an albatross, his yellow eyes peering keenly out across the sandy isles. Despite the difference in figure, the two flew in perfect harmony - for living together made flying together second nature; far more natural than flying apart would ever be.
A gathering of horses caught their attention, and with only glances between them - words being largely superfluous between the odd pair - they began their descent. Raelyx, the more emotional and dependent of the two, flicked his ears forward and nickered their approach; Aemar simply shifted smoothly into his chestnut-few-pint-spot-appaloosa form, his beak in a hard line. Below his ankles, talons dug into the sand, and atop his withers sat still the wings of an albatross, alabaster and proud.
Raelyx rolled his eyes at his weird, half-bird brother. Galilee's magic had really gotten to that one.
Stepping forward, Raelyx couldn't decide who to greet first, but settled for the one closest to him: Mosrael. His little sister hadn't been around much before he'd gone to the Tundra, but the two still shared a special relationship; besides Rae's bone armour, the two were identically coloured. Triplets of Galilee.
"Hey, Mos," came the stallion's tenor voice; he knew his sister's dislike of close proximity, but pressed himself to her in an embrace anyway. They hadn't seen each other in years... Their reunion deserved a proper hello. The navy-and-purple spotted stallion pulled away with a smile, and turned to greet the others.
Meanwhile, Aemar's attention had been pulled elsewhere. "Bel," came his much deeper voice, a grin splitting his beak. "Long time no see, little brother." He stepped towards the smaller stallion and affectionately bit his ear. It was rare to see Aemar showing so much emotion, but for today, it was allowed; for tat that moment, both Raelyx and Aemar noticed the reason for which the gathering had happened at all.
Little Khaeli.
Aemar erupted in bird chirps at the sight of the little dolly, and Raelyx hurried to introduce himself, sniffing her eagerly and looking to his parents for approval. "I love her," mushed Rae, grinning through his bone-armour at Brennen and Galilee. God, they were blessed to have this family; God, was he glad they picked today to come visit.
"Yes," agreed Aemar when his chirping subsided. His yellow eyes looked from Galilee to Brennen, and eventually, his beak shifted into a smile. "It's been some time, mother. Father." Some time, indeed.
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