Callynite

The ping of the ley lines where what slowly drew Cally from her slumber, yawning as she kept her eyes closed, her head lifting. Diesel was happily snuggled up against her belly, still sound asleep. The doe allowed her conscious to flow through the lines - and that is how she felt the familiar energy approaching her home, her seat of power. Meira! Instantly the doe was wide away, jumping to her feet in delight at the arrival of the soldier that had oddly gone missing not too long ago. Missing, and yet not gone. Her magic promised her that. Tail practically wagging, she paused only long enough to help a drowsy fawn to his feet (he was not about to be left behind, he was determined of that).

It took a little bit of time to just be able to leave her room with the half away fawn, but it certainly meant she was determined to get down to the main levels of her home as quickly as possible, racing through the halls, through the grand ball rooms, the meeting and greeting rooms. From outside the main doors she could hear Meira's voice, and she allowed the doors to open, Diesel following at her hooves curiously. Her smile was warm upon the mare she considered a friend after they had bonded the last time, more than impressed with the dedication Meira held to Delumine, but also the courage she had needed to utilize to share her story with Cally.

"Meira, you are always welcome in these halls - fetching me for you is certainly not necessary. Come inside, please." She instructed, using one hoof to keep her eager fawn from greeting the two new faces, one almost his own size. "It seems with both have some introductions to arrange." She added with a laugh, before grabbing her son's tail when he tried to sneak past her and using it to gently drag him along with her into a comfortable side room.

Diesel himself was pouting, cloven hooves scrambling along the floor as he tried to righten himself, eager to see who the new people where that his mother was apparently familiar with. Cally didn't give him much chance, instead motioning for him to lay down, with a gentle order to behave, "Come, we can sit and talk." Her gaze turned to one of the staff near by, "Please bring us some refreshments, yes?" She requests, even as her own son is inching back towards Meira and the little filly, only to be stopped when Cally snatches him by his tail again, "Alright, introductions before this cretin gets in trouble. Meira, allow me to introduce my son, Diesel. You'll have to forgive his lack of manners, he seems to think the world is his to explore."



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@Meira
Notes: I see your filly and raise you a fawn