His patrol of the border starts most days just as the sun rounds highest in the sky. It is a brisk walk, to ensure any lingering are greeted and any evidence of trespassers are noticed. He wasn't opposed to visitors but manners suggest announcing ones arrival.
He hadn't heard Kwartzs call that day. Not within the density of haze and central location in which he landed. He does hear the call of his twin in the heat of the day and calls back to her a deep whinny. He wonders what has caused the glee in her tone and he quickens his pace to find her, them.
His eyes are drawn to the pastel pegasus at her side. The only child, of yet, to inherit their fathers wings, he knows the one at his sisters side is Kwartz. This knowledge only causes his pace to accelerate. He had not seen his brother in ages and wonders what has brought him here to Tephra.
"Look what the cat dragged in?!" He releases jokingly at the piebald. "Haven't seen you in a while. What brings you back to Tephra?" There is a curious tilt to his iron head as he inquires of his brothers sudden appearance. Coming to a stand before the pair he offers his muzzle in greeting to his sister...
