Dawn and Twilight

He heard her paws before she came into sight, and the aging man turned his head to study the girl with fathomless sapphire eyes, similar to Cairo’s own, though they shared no blood relation. His features smiled in welcome, tail tapping gently at the ground.

“Rhaegara and Carlys, right?” His low rumble had only grown richer with age, and held only friendly warmth as his eyes flicked over the raven with a nod of respect to both females.

“I am Regulus Adravendi. Aurielle’s father. How are you settling in?”

His ears perked, his attention eerily like his daughter’s way of giving someone her full attention, as though whomever was under her eye was the most important creature on earth in that moment, as his head cocked to hear her response, a paw patting the space nearby him in invitation to make herself comfortable.