like the dawn, you broke the dark - any/fam

[Rhaegor]

A warm mouth finds his side, warming him considerably as he shivers there on the cool stone floor. His chest shutters with what might have been a whinny, though no sound comes out; it's both a response to his sister's triumphant call, and a greeting to the presence who now cleans him. Blinking rapidly, the little colt cranes his neck to gaze at his savior, connecting softly with who he will quickly come to know as grandpa.

But the presence moves on after speaking some words to the faces he intimately knows a mothers from the hazy dreamworld of his fetal development, and Rhaegor is left to his own defenses. The wings atop his shoulders splay awkwardly like little legs, their feathers more wet and bedraggled than regal by any means. Becoming slightly startled by the immense loneliness he feels despite being surrounded by others, the colt gapes his mouth in a nearly silent bleat, the sound that emerges barely audible. Snorting - for that is but ruffled air - he swings his neck between Warlight and Sviko, deciding in the end to go to neither.

Using his wings as extra balance points, the little buckskin gets his hind legs beneath him and finds his forelegs bent at the knees, wobbling as they too try to straighten. When he faceplants rather ungraciously, another warm presence swoops in to help him up, and he smiles triumphantly.

From there, the little buckskin nuzzles his way closer to she who held him for months on end. When he reaches her, his mouth nuzzles her with the love only a mute son can give; and in the next moment, he is slipping beneath her flank to drink of her life giving milk.

@[abysm]

This is probably the last of my round of posts because rip, three in a thread is hella too many