"Little brother?" Though Francine could imagine Firekeeper thinking of him that way. "He's built like Arthur with a couple more inches on him not dirty." Francine's smile faded a bit when she added, "He had some kind of talent with horses, being able to calm them down and know when they're healthy, things like that. It's even stronger now - he can almost talk to them - but the plague changed his face and made him look like one too. He didn't deal real well."