The scent! The voice! Sacre's head whipped around suddenly, his eyes glistening with joy as the familiar blood red body of his closest kin appeared and lips trembled before laughing merrily. He carefully approached Roux as not to startle him and gently attempted to place his soft nose against the boys scarred shoulder in affection. Inari watched Edison with curiosity and perhaps just a hint of jealousy, thinking all the time that wings would be a fine thing. The fox eyed the rabbit with wide eyes of hunger and made soft whine noises when the bird nipped him, but he moved to slowly sniff the bird back, bushy tail automatically moving from side to side.

Sacre, on the other hand, brushed against his brother gently, his presence a very much welcome one as the boy had rather been pining for his kin the last few days. He was meeting so many unfamiliar faces that just seeing one familiar one was a nice feeling, to stand beside someone that knows him better than anyone else. It made the duo of colt and fox feel not so alone with the world all the time. Though surely as the months rolled on, they would gain friends that could patch the gap he felt when Roux was not around, though never could any horse fill it. "We've been well! Me and Inari have found a place to live in the south, a place called the Dragons Throat. It's dry and so hot, but we've adjusted and found some responsibility to fill our lives with." He announced, unsure as to how Roux would take the information that his twin now belonged to another herd at the other end of the map.

He looked to Roux's wound then and remembered when he had last saw him, or found him, with Ranjiri in an awful situation that had left his brother in a state Sacre never wanted to see him in again. Perhaps it was a time when the boy's selfish side came out for he didn't care for the horse or thing he had killed, whatever it was it had hurt his brother and deserved what came to it. The colt nodded happily to Inari to confirm that he could indeed continue playing with his brother's feathered companion before he turned back to look at Roux with concern drifting across his features. "How are you, Roux?" There were a million other questions hidden in that one, but he waited to see how much his brother wanted to admit and learn of the life he was living now. Was he happy? Has the basin treated him well?

So many questions, but time was precious and Sacre wanted to spend the little they had of it in peaceful bubble of happiness. Though the naive young colt knew nothing of the world's true darkest secrets and whether it would remain that way was not up to him.