The golden stallion isn't quite sure what he expected. His presence wasn't exactly... welcomed. Still, that wasn't unusual. Though hospitality had been a matter of course among his own people he had met enough strangers on his journey to Novus that he knew that wasn't true of all. Still, he was asked his name but almost before he could answer another golden equine entered- one who was like and yet unlike himself. He found himself admiring her sheer loveliness- she was all graceful lines and curved from her thick mane to the swell of her shoulders. Until she pushes past him though he was not in the way. He shies a little out of her way, ears flicking uncertainly in this new environment. Her words are biting, sharp.
"Ah... I'm Vadim." He chooses to address the Sovreign's questions, though his words are more subdued than previously, his smile chased away by the sharpness of Solis' chosen folk. He bows his head to the work in silence and is grateful when another arrives. It is strange to work in relative silence. No song to lighten the work and help to align the rhythms of the workers.
The story though, the story is almost good enough to fill that gap though it lacks any finesse or theater. He listens attentively all the same and this time it is easier to keep from asking further questions. It is already quite clear they aren't welcome. So he bends to the work, though his is not yet very good at making himself invisible. That has never been a skill he tried for. His hooves dig in, ploughing up the soil to make it suitable for planting.
Unknown to any but himself, a rhythm beats in his head and his hooves keep time, all but lost in the general shuffle and work. He can at least pass the time in his own head, even if no one else seems to care. They are each their own people, separate from the other. They work their own patches, do their own tasks. The bonds between them so scant as to be shadows, threads. If Maxence didn't hold them here, would they just scatter? Live in Solterra as they would, ignoring each other except when need or chance drove them together?
@Maxence @
