The warmth of Parelia's skin beneath his muzzle was comforting to the stallion when much of his life was being uprooted yet again. The first time had been tough for him as a youngster setting out on his own for the first time but this time felt nearly the same. Times had changed leaving him a few years older now but there was still his lingering apprehension and fear that he would not be accepted by others. It had been a sheer miracle that Parelia had accepted him for who he was and all his flaws that went along with it. Could others accept him as well when he didn't really trust himself completely? With everything that he had learned about his father and the true nature of his sire was it possible to be better than that? Sighing softly he knew there would never be an answer that would satisfy his questions.

Movement from within the trees drew his attention elsewhere as he watched a painted mare come forth to greet them. Pricking his ears forward he lifted his head slightly as she introduced herself as the queen of this land, or Kahlua for formality. Before he got a chance to respond the two mares were shuffling forward away from the border leaving him standing there feeling totally clueless as to what was happening. Turning his head to the side he cast Kiara a confused look before trying his best to recover and still seem like he was following. Bowing his head in response and in greeting he finally spoke. " It is nice to meet you miss Kahlua."

Parelia had already introduced him leaving him one less thing to worry about but now what was he supposed to do follow them? Strangers who showed up at the border back at the Falls had to literally go through an interrogation before being allowed to set a foot over the imaginary line. Aurelia showing up unannounced had made for quite the show that one time leaving him with second degree burns over his chest and neck. The scars were likely still there from that inferno but with everything going on around that time he likely deserved it. Another unexpected arrival caused these thoughts to vanish instantaneously. "Ilios." He murmured softly feeling his heart ache in longing for his family.

Kiara not being one for intimate mushy moments took this as her cue to move forward only to hesitate at the border unsure if it was alright to cross. Snapping back to remembering what he had come here for he cleared his throat and took a step forward to join his companion. " We are here in the hopes that you might accept us into your home. The Falls has been our home until I was able to come to the decision that my family needed me to be there for them." With everything being said now all he could do was hope that they were not turned away. Would his son still want him in his life after everything that had happened? He had been a terrible father but wanted nothing more than to make up for his mistakes by choosing family over everything else. Would it be too late?


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