home is behind the world ahead
there are many paths to tread
there are many paths to tread
He watches the events quietly, as each stranger takes their leave or picks up their new role. Through it all he simply watches and thinks, staring off into the distance after Lysander steps back.
Her words break through his reverie, prompting the horned stallion to lift his eyes and meet her gaze. He hesitates for a second, questioning his own motives. But then he dips his head in a small nod, moving to join the small group.
“I suppose,” he tells her, taking his place next to Theodosia, on the opposite side as the grey mare. For now, he would be a good helper and keep the gopher on her back
But who was to say if he disappeared soon after reaching the Court? Perhaps Toulouse would rather be a bystander to this event after all.
walk. "talk."
@
rhiaan art
