Tiberios
They’re bold in a fashion that Tiberios finds rather respectable. He feels no initial need to raise arms over two peaceful mares, and he’ll do no such thing until Shatter is present to tell him otherwise. The younger of the two - nearly a copy of the elder buckskin mare (the drain of blue from her coat gives away her power) is forward with her intentions and tells Tiberios such. He smirks, understanding the pressure of a youthful horse to assert oneself in the presence of elder company. He’s impressed with her, and feels an emotion akin to relief when she gives her name. “Nairne, welcome home.” And her smile is met with an equally approving one.
Natilyn, the senior of the two, speaks with longing. Her comment about the restrictions falling between the magical and the ordinary spark a wild interest in him, but his reply is cut short by the entrance of his second-born. Khalis is clearly uninterested in the affairs of adults, but his appearance brings a genuine and deep smile to Tiberios’s lips. He offers his son a moment of brief attention, lowering his muzzle to stroke the velvet hair along the colt’s shoulder before tuning his focus back on the previous Falls residents.
Where his son abides, his partner is soon to follow. This much is true as he feels the brush of her silver skin against his, and her weight is an easy burden. His mouth, as if thinking on its own, reaches out to her cheek and he silences while she speaks up. With the flick of his gaze he notices the connection, and marvels that Shatter would be so emotional over their return. “Nairne has come to stay.” He says with a smile, hoping this will bring Shatter up to speed. “And Natilyn has come for a brief visit.”
Tiberios
Initiate of the Falls