Perhaps for many Solterrans, not born to the desert or like climes, the crossing of the Mors had been a hardship. At the very least an inconvenience. To Vadim it had been a delight. Certainly it hadn't left him fresh as a daisy but he was a light creature, his hooves meant to dance on crystal grains. He thoroughly enjoyed the night's journey, the moonlight silvering the bodies of court members and turning them all to ghosts running over mountains of salt.
Further, Vadim was never content to maintain rank as they traveled. Sometimes he edged his way towards the front to listen to the stories that Maxence told. Other times he fell back to cajole and cheer any who seemed to be flagging. He had no stories of his own to share, but in times when silence stretched thin between them his voice occasionally rose in snatches of song in a foreign tongue that rose and fell to the beat of their hooves. As day broke, his eyes devoured the landscape they passed through, eager for ever glimpse he could get. He had passed through some of these places before but as they hit the border of the Rapax they entered lands he was a total stranger to.
Delumine took his breath away. The lushness of it even as it faded in Autumn's grip was uncanny and prickled the hair along his spine. The air seemed cool and damp- only their constant movement kept him truly warm and he could feel the nip of cold on his skin nonetheless. The scent of living things was heady, rich, and dark. As they approached the festival grounds, quick strides brought him towards the front of the part again. Eagerness flared his wide nostrils, salt-white face turning this way and that to take in the sights.
"It'd be easy to grow fat and soft living in a place like this," he laughed, no malice in his tone only delight at the wonders before him. Eyes as blue as summer skies eagerly roved over the festivities, the people, and the towers of the Dawn Court framed by the setting sun. "A different kind of beauty from the desert, don't you think?" He flashed a sunny smile to his Sovereign, too intoxicated by the many new sights and sounds to be cautious.
@Maxence
