Dont Trust Shadows
Voodoo stretched as he moved through the court. It was amusing that he had arrived at nearly the same time as a festival and some coronation events. Not that he had any idea who the new leader was. Voodoo frowned as he tried to decide if he cared about it or not. A leader was good for a court, but he was still struggling with leaving the Day court and the ideals that he had grown up with. Night was a vast difference in temperament and thought.
Sliding to a stop, the monochrome stallion stared at the massive creation before him. His glacial blue eyes were incredulous as he gazed, picking out the form and noticing odd baubles around the hooves of the massive horse. What in the world?! Solis help him... this was odd. Did he join a cult without realizing it?! Snorting, he strode forward with feline grace to explore further.
"What in the world?" He muttered, his dark voice rich as he moved. His eyes picked out various additions to the statue and he found himself more and more amused. Moving a little way off, where he could see the structure fully without having to struggle, he watched the members of the court as they interacted with it.
He had heard the stories, the lore around the solar courts... but it was still odd to experience things from the perspective of another. This was not something he would expect around Solterra... That much was certain. But he needed to remember that he was no longer in the court that had been his home. He needed to learn more about these... beings... Flicking an ear, he settled in to watch.
"Speaking."
Notes: Butthead doesnt know what to make of the giant burning horse XD
