Zephyr is already done with his jog, a quick wash and a small breakfast when he joins his older siblings. His brown mare is waiting for him, his pack affixed to the saddle already. He lets out a high pitched whistle, and a moment later Sallowyn descends from above, alighting on his shoulder. He greets the others as they arrive, nodding his hello.<br/><br/>When Indira mounts, Zephyr does the same, uttering a brief command which sends Sallowyn soaring up again, circling above them.