CYNIX
day met night
The gates were closed, and behind them were his mother, his brother. The gates were locked, and Araxes stayed behind, but Cynix refused to be trapped by his own court, by his own regime. For 'safety' they had said, yet he never felt more unsafe in a land when there were others that whispered sharp words behind his back and glared daggers in to him.
Old prejudices were surfacing again, and he had left them behind. He refused to sink in to that again.
So instead, he stepped forward, finding himself once more in the hold of the Dusk Court. It was a place he found that no one stared at him, and maybe.. perhaps, better than home. He felt a bit strange, really, but he found it comforting, and he stepped himself forward, wings fluttering on either side of his head.
Comfort rolled over him, and he turned his head, his mane fluttering as he walked, the braids brushing against him, rubbing over his nape, his side. He wasn't sure who he would bump in to here, perhaps Asterion once more? Perhaps a new face? Either way, maybe he could find someone that could grant him temporary sanctuary within these walls. At least until things cleared up between Denocte and Solterra.
He didn't want to be involved in it any longer.
Old prejudices were surfacing again, and he had left them behind. He refused to sink in to that again.
So instead, he stepped forward, finding himself once more in the hold of the Dusk Court. It was a place he found that no one stared at him, and maybe.. perhaps, better than home. He felt a bit strange, really, but he found it comforting, and he stepped himself forward, wings fluttering on either side of his head.
Comfort rolled over him, and he turned his head, his mane fluttering as he walked, the braids brushing against him, rubbing over his nape, his side. He wasn't sure who he would bump in to here, perhaps Asterion once more? Perhaps a new face? Either way, maybe he could find someone that could grant him temporary sanctuary within these walls. At least until things cleared up between Denocte and Solterra.
He didn't want to be involved in it any longer.
@ any! || okay so Cynix feels safe here and yeah
