This flaming guardian could be your worst nightmare...
Sol found himself in awe of the god, his gold eyes warm and welcoming. The words spoken to him made his heart swell, though he did his best to not showcase it. The massive stallion had been through hell and had walked away a better being thanks to it all... Not that he was the easiest to get to know. Sol was guarded at best with new faces and hesitant to trust easily.
"Thank you, Oriens. That means more than I can express." He answered, dipping his head again at the stallion before them all. Taking a moment, he composed himself and turned to the rest of the group.
"I wish you all luck in this. We all have the best for our court in mind and I cannot wait to see what our future holds." The ebony, gold, and white stallion stated, his words polite and warm as his golden gaze traveled over each of the assembled equines.
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