Feoras seemed quiet the entire time winter and fall conversed...though if one were to watch him they would notice a subtle most interesting change occurring in him. It began with him standing there with faint traces of steam coming off of him in elegant tendrils, then he simply stayed quiet with blue eyes pointed toward the winter queen. The next part is the most interesting part...those eyes flicked through colors in rapid succession before landing on orange and staying there. He accepted that he lost her. Accepted and dismissed her. 

The change was further identified by his change in stance. He stood now with head tilted up and a look that was their to remind all that he too is a ruler in his own right. The burning orange of his eyes was eerie and one that seemed to hide any secrets contained within his mind. He had his own plan starting to form in his mind. One that he would never consider before, but with what he was seeing he might need to. 

He remained silent as he waited for the moot to continue.
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The summer realm was relatively peaceful. One that inspired the playfulness of nymphs, but still held the capability of danger. A few small eyes peered from the river with keen interest. The smaller water salamanders were basically wild and were extremely difficult to catch. One hand sized salamander walddeled right up to her face and tilted its head before the sound of rustling spooked it into deeper waters.

The sound got louder until a slightly larger bright red salamander made an appearance. Golden eyes seemed to pierce the kelpie as it tilted its head and gurgled. It was a messenger salamander, but in no way was it incapable of defending itself or calling for a guard. 

It seemed to almost be assessing the danger of the being before acting.