the harder the rain, honey, the sweeter the sun
Grinning to hear the children joining in and tagging along with their procession, Amhran's voice continues to carry through, softening to meld more seamlessly with the other harmonies that thread into the melody. By the time they cut through the side street and the springs come into view, he feels warmed not only by the crowd and the safety of the Citadel, but by the sense of community they've fostered with their little walkthrough.
"I am happy to keep the herd entertained," he tells Deimos with a smile - surprising no one at this point, perhaps. Continuing to hum under his breath, he dismounts his gelding and supplies him with some hay and water, before heading to the nearest bale to begin distributing it for the luxere. "Come on - you must be tired and hungry after that," he coaxes, ensuring the hay and fruits and vegetables are spread out enough to encourage the herd not to fight over it.
Amhran keeps the luxere entertained!
"I am happy to keep the herd entertained," he tells Deimos with a smile - surprising no one at this point, perhaps. Continuing to hum under his breath, he dismounts his gelding and supplies him with some hay and water, before heading to the nearest bale to begin distributing it for the luxere. "Come on - you must be tired and hungry after that," he coaxes, ensuring the hay and fruits and vegetables are spread out enough to encourage the herd not to fight over it.
Amhran keeps the luxere entertained!
