03-28-2020, 09:32 PM
She is not unaware of what has happened in her once empty home. She is not unaware that the mares here have brought new mares, and that they have all, inexplicably, ended up pregnant, but the experience is one that so disinterests her that she has maintained a distance from the bunch. It suits her, this distance, and soothes something in her that was feeling tired and overworn from a season full of tense interaction. Still, she has kept an eye on them from her windswept cliffsides, has noted the strange faces, the strange bodies.
She has noted the strange screams, too.
The near-black creature slips through Nerine like a hunter and Neverwhere has been slow to become accustomed to her - Lilli's favors did not warm her over, she has been too easy with them in the past, but Eurwen's lack of concern and Brazen's, too, had instilled a small hook of peace in her heart. Nonetheless, when her cloudy eyes fall upon it once again, and alone, too, she is alert and watchful, head and tail high. She stomps and snorts - once each - rolling her head before pinning her gaze upon the mare once again.
Mare. She supposes that it must be one, for she had seen its swollen belly grow slim, and she had seen it talk to other horses, so it must be equine. Yet, it is alien too (and she has no idea how true that is, having no understanding of Xenomorphs,) and it moves like something dangerous, bold when it is peaceful, slinking and smooth when it is not. The tail is a sharp, dangerous point and the skin like plate armor gleams dully in the spring sun that warms their backs.
She has watched other dangers come into her home with less concern, but no quick words leap to her lips as she draws attention to herself, rather she is cautious and wary. There is too much of a predator woven into the make-up on the unknown mare to put the screaming of her instincts at ease. Her tail twists, snapping against her flanks, and then, slowly, she draws closer. The horse hidden behind the armor becomes more obvious with less distance between them, but she cannot imagine what sort of beast has entwined itself into the other to corrupt it so fully. This is something beyond even Ghaul's reptilian blending.
She has noted the strange screams, too.
The near-black creature slips through Nerine like a hunter and Neverwhere has been slow to become accustomed to her - Lilli's favors did not warm her over, she has been too easy with them in the past, but Eurwen's lack of concern and Brazen's, too, had instilled a small hook of peace in her heart. Nonetheless, when her cloudy eyes fall upon it once again, and alone, too, she is alert and watchful, head and tail high. She stomps and snorts - once each - rolling her head before pinning her gaze upon the mare once again.
Mare. She supposes that it must be one, for she had seen its swollen belly grow slim, and she had seen it talk to other horses, so it must be equine. Yet, it is alien too (and she has no idea how true that is, having no understanding of Xenomorphs,) and it moves like something dangerous, bold when it is peaceful, slinking and smooth when it is not. The tail is a sharp, dangerous point and the skin like plate armor gleams dully in the spring sun that warms their backs.
She has watched other dangers come into her home with less concern, but no quick words leap to her lips as she draws attention to herself, rather she is cautious and wary. There is too much of a predator woven into the make-up on the unknown mare to put the screaming of her instincts at ease. Her tail twists, snapping against her flanks, and then, slowly, she draws closer. The horse hidden behind the armor becomes more obvious with less distance between them, but she cannot imagine what sort of beast has entwined itself into the other to corrupt it so fully. This is something beyond even Ghaul's reptilian blending.
Neverwhere
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@[Fiorina]
