| Ktulu when the sky turns gray and everything is screaming
i will reach inside just to find my heart is beating
Life in the Night Court was strange, to say the least. All her life, Ktulu had lived in the wilds, surrounded and protected by trees, waterfalls, and mountains. Now that she had walls around her to keep her safe ... well, she just didn't know what to make of it. There had been buildings constructed in the Falls, but nothing had ever reached the magnitude of what the Night Court had claimed. She felt small, wholly insignificant as she strolled through the halls -- her only company being the echo of her hooves on the stone. She wondered what Eytan would think of it all and decided that the bear would likely be fascinated.
It wasn't only the buildings in the Night Court that Ktulu found strange. It was also the individuals that called the place home. The way they danced around the fire in the evenings was something that the Constrictor had never witnessed before. It was as if they hadn't a care in the world. Not a concern that everything the knew and were accustomed to might come crashing down on their heads and bury them beneath a landslide of turmoil and regret, what ifs and should haves. She stood watching them, wondering if Novus was really as peaceful as it seemed or if the inhabitants were just naive.
The dark mare turned away from the dancing mares and stallions. The crackling fire and the joyful shouts and cheers soon grew muffled and were replaced altogether by the echo of her hooves as she moved through the hallway. As of yet, Ktulu had not figured out where every doorway or hallway led, and often found herself wandering until she found her way out once again. This time her wandering brought her to an area she had yet to explore -- no true surprise there -- and though it was quiet her nose told her that she was not alone in the space.
There is the sound of a sigh that confirms what she already knew -- that she was not alone. Her advance halts for a moment and she considered turning and going somewhere else, but ....
Ktulu sighed softly and continued forward. If she were to make Novus and the Night Court her home she would have to meet others. She could not continue to live like she always had -- wandering and isolating herself from everyone. Novus was a chance for a new beginning, she just had to take advantage of it while she could.
In the dim light the torches provided she could make out the figure of a stallion. As she drew closer she could see the way he held himself, as if he were longing for a fight. Had it been several months prior and in the place that had been her home she would have given him the fight he seemed to want. Now though, she didn't want to be bothered with him. So she walked past, sparing him only a glance as she did. Several more steps, several feet farther revealed another stallion. This one seemed to be more subdued than the other. Sad, maybe?
Ktulu came to stand next to him, her crimson eyes peering out at the darkness. The seconds stretched by as she stood in silence, contemplating whether she should speak to the stallion or ignore him. If Eytan were here she knew that he would urge her to speak. Make friends. Her head turned enough for her to study the man with a single eye. "Their dancing is odd." She finally replied, referring to the dancers she'd been watching earlier. Surely he would know what she was referring to.
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