”Zyan” …  ”YA!”

Her name echoed around Sacre’s head as his two companions repeated it back and forth between themselves—the playfulness of foxes. They almost seemed to grow in size when she asked about them too and began to twitch excitedly, they were after all much more important than their half-wit friend.

”Tell her, tell her, tell her…”

It went on and on in his head until Sacre smiled at the pale mare from the Aurora Basin and introduced the two, if only to stop the noise in his head. ”Inari and Ríona, a fox and a kitsune. The most cheerful creatures you might ever meet” he laughed fondly, perhaps too cheerful, but then it wouldn’t be his two friends if they weren’t overly friendly. As if being released by the mere mention of their names, the pair trotted forwards, eagerly but cautiously, unsure as to whether they might still frighten the girl. Once they thought they were close enough, a flurry of tails reached out to the Basin unicorn with their primary aim to brush against her legs—a gentle touch of two curious vulpine. 

However, Sacre was now more interested in the question she asked, her voice was delicate and he warmed to her easily. ”Yes—well—a while ago now, there was an invasion of wraiths in Helovia and most had to hide here to escape them until the Gods cured the problem…” he paused as his mind went back in time. Despite the desperate circumstances Sacre had met a lot of new horses here, a few new friends and discovered an egg. He actually didn’t remember the period that harshly, in fact, he discovered a lot during it. The whole ordeal wasn’t that long ago, in terms of time, but Helovia often seemed agitated if it wasn’t drowning in some sort of drama, so much so, that the Wraiths felt like a lifetime ago.

“It was quite cramped in these caves for a while… but there’s different rooms you can go in, would you like to see?” he asked, ushering the way to one of the side rooms that held etchings of history. He went silent for a moment, allowing her time to respond, he was actually quite curious about the mare too. Was she new? How did she find the Basin? Is it still the same? With her being a unicorn, it was hard to tell if the Aurora Basin was still as it once was, maybe he would get the chance to ask later. Did Lord Deimos still lurk in the mountain range? Was there a bright red stallion with two white stockings called Roux there? Sacre wanted to sigh, how long would fate keep them apart? He wanted so desperately to find his twin brother again.

“I used to live the Basin too… Do you like it there?” he asked.