Slow steps carried the ex-prince through the green fields. Eyes dry of emotion stared ahead, neutral as the newest member of the Dawn court explored the Illuster Meadow for the first time. Quiet, silent were the hills as nothing but the bird songs filled the evening's air. He arrived less than two days ago, joining as he saw no other chance, even though the last thing the stallion wanted right now was to be around others, not after what he has been through, not after the treason he and his family suffered. His own uncle turning his home into a hell. If one's own family would kill their own, why wouldn't strangers do the same? Why should he trust in others? He was here out of necessity and certainly h held no interest in opening himself to horses he didn't know.
He sighed as he stood atop of a hill, looking around. Eyes of red not finding much but green grass, as the sun sank into the horizons. Promising the beginning of another night in these lands he didn't know. As he stared at the nothing, his mind wandered through the resent chaotic events, still seeing the corpses of his parents, how he had to look back at his birth home being now an exiled, a former heir. Now he had nothing but his life, and some of the pride he managed to save. But for how long? And like that, Salazar lost the awareness of time, alien to anything happening around him.
Salazar isn't a very affectionate and nice character. He can be an ass. None of what he thinks or says reflect those of his players thoughts.
