Amet's return to Hyaline from Silver Cove had been wrought with thoughts that ran over each other in their attempts to come to the forefront of his mind ─ thoughts about Kagerus and Solace's abdication, about the turmoil of the Cove choosing a new leader to guide them, about the crown of the east, about the future of Hyaline, about Pangea standing eerily silent between them... It had gone on and on, the dragonhide stallion so overrun with both melancholy and worry that the journey had ended much more swiftly than he had realized.
Upon his return, he'd shared the news with both Kensa and Jah-Lilah. They would need more time to discuss potential possibilities for themselves and for their sanctuary home, but for now the solution that had been presented to the Cove by Ilma has brought the gilded stallion some ease. She had tasked Dawn and Clayton with the responsibility of traveling to Hyaline, a fact he had also shared with his Primarch counterpart, and then had taken to surveying the borders of his home to be alone with his thoughts.
That had been a few days ago.
Today, he has settled into the decision that the residents of the Cove had made and now awaits the arrival of Dawn and Clayton. They had both been pleasant at the abdication of Kagerus and Solace; they had shared their respect for the former queens and had confidently voiced their hopes for the future of the east. While Amet couldn't truthfully say that he wholeheartedly agreed with the decision made, he's willing to give them a chance ─ he, after all, had only been a young boy when he'd founded Hyaline. And with Ilma guiding them steadily, the gilded stallion could not foresee her allowing any rash decisions.
The now-familiar scents of the emerald and palomino pair permeate the air as they enter into the sanctuary of Hyaline. Amet is swift to react to the scents, his dragonhide head jerked high and his nostrils fluttering in response to the visitors. His lanky legs immediately turn him in the direction from which the scents come and his desert-blooded frame streaks across the land with happy anticipation. The only way they could succeed as a quadrant would be to work together ─ it was best that they get to know each other now, to form a united front, before any potential threats befall them.
He can only imagine who ─ or what ─ could try to take advantage of the changing of the guard. "Dawn," he says as they come into view, his head nodding to them both as a polite greeting, "Clayton." Molten amber eyes slide warmly between the two of them, a hint of a smile at the corners of his lips. "I'm pleased you both made it safely."
Pivoting to take a place at their side as they continue further into Hyaline, Amet jerks his head towards the lake in the distance. "Let's continue to the lake, yes? I'm sure we will find Kensa there, and then we can chat."
─ don't get cut on my edges
@[Kensa] @[Clayton] @[Dawn] ♥