08-18-2016, 10:06 PM
As Glory ran off to question the new Prime, Creatia was still lost in her reverie... That is, until an all too familiar sound snapped her from her thoughts: the sound of clopping hooves, slow and controlled. Her eyes shifted under the shade of her hat, followed by her head turning towards the direction of the noise. She assumed another satyr had wandered into the vicinity. Well, if this assumed satyr could see through her human form, that is.
No. Not a satyr at all. It was an actual horse. It looked kinda cute at first to Creatia... But why was it alone? In fact, it was dressed in some sort of regal regalia, yet stood as if it had no human rider tending to it... Nor needed one. Her head tilted in a vague sense of curiosity as she turned some of her attention away from Jupiter towards the strange horse nearby.
Why was it staring like that? Was it mad? Did it mean to charge? Whatever its intention was... It wasn't moving. No, it was just standing there and looking at the split-up group of people. It clearly unnerved Creatia on first sight. But not enough to do much about it other than keep her guard up and turn her eyes back to the rest of the group, her eyes shifting towards the horse every so often. She noted that other than its dark stare and proud posture... It was also very fatigued. Something may have tired it out. Running too much, maybe?
Maybe I should... Approach it? Would it let me try and help it? She allowed the possibility to mull in her head for a while. But first thing's first. She was still listening to what Jupiter had to say during her momentary sidetrack. So her attention continued to stay split between listening to the hybrid and wondering about the horse.
To the others however, it may have just looked like Creatia glanced at Sombra, didn't find him interesting, and turned her full attention back to Jupiter. Nothing special.
No. Not a satyr at all. It was an actual horse. It looked kinda cute at first to Creatia... But why was it alone? In fact, it was dressed in some sort of regal regalia, yet stood as if it had no human rider tending to it... Nor needed one. Her head tilted in a vague sense of curiosity as she turned some of her attention away from Jupiter towards the strange horse nearby.
Why was it staring like that? Was it mad? Did it mean to charge? Whatever its intention was... It wasn't moving. No, it was just standing there and looking at the split-up group of people. It clearly unnerved Creatia on first sight. But not enough to do much about it other than keep her guard up and turn her eyes back to the rest of the group, her eyes shifting towards the horse every so often. She noted that other than its dark stare and proud posture... It was also very fatigued. Something may have tired it out. Running too much, maybe?
Maybe I should... Approach it? Would it let me try and help it? She allowed the possibility to mull in her head for a while. But first thing's first. She was still listening to what Jupiter had to say during her momentary sidetrack. So her attention continued to stay split between listening to the hybrid and wondering about the horse.
To the others however, it may have just looked like Creatia glanced at Sombra, didn't find him interesting, and turned her full attention back to Jupiter. Nothing special.