The young man and dragon were lounging by the oasis wonder how to tell his father what he wanted in life. How was he supposed to tell his war lord Sultan father he didn't want to follow in his hoof prints? He sighed heavily as he imagined the disappointed look on his face. Surely he wanted his son to be a warrior, to slay enemy besides his father. Zafir swooped down and grabbed his mane trying to pull him up. He sharp eyes picked up his father moments before he called the herd together.

The stallion lurched to his hooves and shook the sand from his bone marked hide. Zafir landed lightly on his back sitting proudly with her tail curled over her front paws. The duo made their way towards his father wondering why he was calling a meeting. It doesn't take much searching to find the Indomitable standing proudly on a dune. Vadir was sitting on his back looking over the crowd. Zafir dipped her head to the golden queen before watching the red male circling above.

Much to his credit Volterra dove head first into the meeting. He listened idly to the prattle of greeting the herd and talking about the weather. His focus sharpened when it turned to rule changes. He nodded along with his father. It was foolish to only allow certain people to accept new members, especially when their ranks were so thin. The stallion didn't really care about a prize from bringing new people home; giving a lost soul a place to live was reward enough. His head kept bobbing along with the words of equality. He found it foolish to label someone better just because they had wings, horns, or the lack of. When he switched to talking about visitors and Kaos the stud spaced out a bit until he turned the topic again.

He agreed that the higher ranks were slacking. When was the last time he saw anyone crafting or being sneaky? It was a great idea to work on that by shifting the ranks every year if someone was being lazy. His head lifted and ears pricked curiously as the ebony man turned to filling ranks. His eyes sought out the people he called, he mostly just knew names, but surely they would nod or say something as they were called upon. Syrena turned out to be an odd grey colored mare with fins behind her ears. He nodded to her smiling warmly. He already knew the healers his father called upon and he looked around dumbly when he said another name.

Zafir cried out her pure joy, and it took the dunskin a second to realize it was his name the Sultan had called out. Scarlet and sapphire eyes widened in surprise. How had he known?! A sunshine bright smile slide over his face as he gazed up at his father. His lips moved silently, 'Thank you Apa.' He floated in a blissful state of relief. He had know idea how his father had known his dreams, but he did. His body tingled as she nodded at each newly promoted member.

His attention turned to the new Sultana and he grinned brightly at the small lightning marked mare. She spoke reaffirming his father and adding her own ideas as well. The two seemed to agree and work well together. Zafir watched the mare quietly thinking. "Sultan, Sultana," He dipped his head warmly to each and stepped forward. "I have friends within the Basin, and I volunteer to travel north and speak with them." He smiled feeling useful for the first time in his life. "I also propse we hold a healer meeting to take stock of our supplies. If that is okay with Miss Tae and Miss Najya?" He glanced at the two healers smiling his bone marked head tilted questioningly.

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OOC/Tags;; @Volterra @Ampere @Tae @Najya Astarot would like permission to go to the Basin and to call a healer meeting.