Heritage seemed suddenly alert, making the Sadira man raise his nose to sniff at the wind. It seemed like someone was coming to greet them, and he could only smile at the memory of this same scent. But now it was different, without the presence of the Crimson Dreamers and without his aunt, too. It was certainly something that reminded him of the changes that had happened, but he was certainly glad to see his uncle again. Granted, he was no longer his uncle by the ties he once held with his aunt, Ghita, but that didn't stop him from being his uncle, did it? Hopefully the man would still see him as a nephew and not treat him like a stranger. Some were like that, and it would have made him sad with so many members of his family now gone.
Jazper approached, his form hulking. It was one that Silvano rarely used but knew of its capabilities. Somehow, it fit the Knight fairly well and the Sadira only smiled happily at the huge form coming toward him. Heritage fidgeted a bit, uncomfortable with the sight of a Secui shifted man, especially one unknown. The horse had never seen anyone in that state before, so it was clear he was not happy with the situation at hand. Silvano put a comforting hand on the growing stallion's neck, if only to cease the fidgets. Heritage snorted at the touch, but did not move away from his master's gentle hand. At least he knew they were not about to be eaten by something huge and bulky with enough muscle to rend them apart.
Beaming, the Sadira returned the man's greeting, "Ciao, Zio!" He knew it had been a while since they had seen each other, but he was happy to see that Jazper had not forgotten him. "Thank you, it was definitely a welcome change. Being small makes one feel a little too powerless." Heritage eyed the stranger carefully, though Silvano's easy talk quieted him a bit. "I"m living at the Court now, with Giselle." He suddenly looked a little guilty, though. He had thought about coming to Casa, but had settled on the Court for Giselle. "I would have come here, but.. you know Giselle isn't the kind of person to bring here." She was too delicate, and that was clear. "But, how are things here?" said the Sadira, changing his expression to one more positive.
Photo taken by Luana. Table style inspired by Kitty.
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