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Sol Bestiam soared through the skies, enjoying the world that had turned its gaze toward spring. The skies were calm, ash seeming to disappear from the crystalline blues of the air. He was still trying to understand what in the world had happened before he came; heck, what had happened while he was here for the last week and a half.
His flight took him near water, his golden eyes taking in the peaceful waves and the life that was settling into the natural order once again. A strange mass caught his attention and he turned toward where the dark streak left the land. Using his powerful muscles, he began to spiral down to earth, planning on landing just before the bridge that seemed to be made of cooled lava.
Using all four of his large ebony and gold wings, he back-winged until he could land gently on his golden hooves. A smirk crossed his face. For one that tended to be so grumpy, he was definitely a golden stranger in this land... Shaking his head, he tucked his wings against his body, rear set settling under the fore. Twenty one hands of draft muscle and heavy bones settled into the earth, his hooves steaming slightly as they met the damp sands. Striding forward, he investigated the bridge with careful movements and wary eyes.
Sol took a moment to look around him, searching for any that were near him. The world was quiet, the only sign of life coming from the scorched sands where his hooves had rested. Flicking his long tail, he decided to take a step upon the bridge and test it from there. It seemed solid and the heat from his hooves melted the top layer just slightly, leaving a heated hoof print of glowing lava.
"Typical, find something interesting and there is nobody around to discuss the intrigue with..." Sol grumped as he decided to stalk down the bridge a bit. The idea of being on water while not being on water unnerved him. Bridges made him nervous... Always had. But then, knowing that his hooves had a tendency to create tiny fires and most bridges that he had come across being wood... yeah... not the greatest idea. And the brute had never learned how to swim, never had the desire.
Open to anyone <3 Grumpy butt is more than willing for just about any plot lol
