Israfel
It wasn’t the reaction she had been expecting.
Israfel stood upon the squishy, sinking earth, doing her best to ignore the muck that clung to her legs and underbelly as she waited for the stranger to register her beckoning greeting. The reaction that she received, however, was not one she could have even fathomed. He balked, letting out a horrific shriek of surprise, before whirling about abruptly to face her. A single ear tipped back and the Sun Daughter took a minute step backwards, wondering if perhaps she should have allowed this stranger his space.
They met eyes, vermilion gazing with unbridled confusion into rich copper. Despite the way that he lashed out at her arrival, with gnashing teeth and pinned ears, there seemed to be a look akin to fear that blossomed upon his face. Israfel, while not a professional at reading physical signs of discomfort, could easily recognize when she was intruding, and as such, the young shield-maiden took yet another step back. The feeling of gilded hooves squelching in the sod and peat moss didn’t register, not when she was warily eyeing the stallion that stood a few paces ahead of her.
He looked afraid and uncertain, unpredictable in what he might do. That enough was reason for caution. A terrified creature could be far more dangerous than a calm one, and Israfel did not want to take any unnecessary risks. Doing her best to relax, not wishing to startle him any more than she already had, the Sun Daughter remained stationary where she stood, willing coiled muscles and joints to relax in an attempt to appear unobtrusive.
His words, well, word, was a simple croak of a sound. ’E-Eh?’. An ivory ear tipped forward once more, head tilting curiously. Was he alright? Perhaps a little touched in the head?
“Sorry,” she decided to say, hoping that he could hear the apologetic tone in her voice, “I didn’t mean to scare you. I just… Are you lost? Injured?” Vermilion eyes, typically fierce and consuming like scorching flames, held a reserved sort of sympathy as they glanced downward towards the leg that the stranger favored. Just as quickly did her gaze dart upwards, rose-kissed lips pulled into a thoughtful frown. “I can leave, if you want.”
Anything, really, to get him to stop looking at her like that.
Israfel stood upon the squishy, sinking earth, doing her best to ignore the muck that clung to her legs and underbelly as she waited for the stranger to register her beckoning greeting. The reaction that she received, however, was not one she could have even fathomed. He balked, letting out a horrific shriek of surprise, before whirling about abruptly to face her. A single ear tipped back and the Sun Daughter took a minute step backwards, wondering if perhaps she should have allowed this stranger his space.
They met eyes, vermilion gazing with unbridled confusion into rich copper. Despite the way that he lashed out at her arrival, with gnashing teeth and pinned ears, there seemed to be a look akin to fear that blossomed upon his face. Israfel, while not a professional at reading physical signs of discomfort, could easily recognize when she was intruding, and as such, the young shield-maiden took yet another step back. The feeling of gilded hooves squelching in the sod and peat moss didn’t register, not when she was warily eyeing the stallion that stood a few paces ahead of her.
He looked afraid and uncertain, unpredictable in what he might do. That enough was reason for caution. A terrified creature could be far more dangerous than a calm one, and Israfel did not want to take any unnecessary risks. Doing her best to relax, not wishing to startle him any more than she already had, the Sun Daughter remained stationary where she stood, willing coiled muscles and joints to relax in an attempt to appear unobtrusive.
His words, well, word, was a simple croak of a sound. ’E-Eh?’. An ivory ear tipped forward once more, head tilting curiously. Was he alright? Perhaps a little touched in the head?
“Sorry,” she decided to say, hoping that he could hear the apologetic tone in her voice, “I didn’t mean to scare you. I just… Are you lost? Injured?” Vermilion eyes, typically fierce and consuming like scorching flames, held a reserved sort of sympathy as they glanced downward towards the leg that the stranger favored. Just as quickly did her gaze dart upwards, rose-kissed lips pulled into a thoughtful frown. “I can leave, if you want.”
Anything, really, to get him to stop looking at her like that.
@Auru
