The rapping of hooves preceding her and faces of the people that heard them seeming to look stunned by what they saw as they turned around to greet her, as Ellie Cavallero moved along the paved streets of the southern seaside gem she wished she had more time to indulge the stares she got, and perhaps set the people that she saw a little more at ease with what they viewed. It not every day that a winged horse moved through town, the black haired beauty usually liked to let people admire the magnificent mount that she had found due to their mythic rarity, but unfortunately today was not the day for that.
“Just wait here, OK?” Instead making her way through the town on the water as quickly but cautiously as she could manage, when she had reached her destination the dark delight swung her leg off the saddle and climbed down to the ground to enter it, though took a moment to settle her steed as she did so.
“Don’t worry… Hopefully things will be fine?” Speaking softly as she rested her hand on the long and silky smooth snout that her prize pony possessed as she sought to soothe its ills after a long ride, a moment later Miss Cavallero had rested her head on the forehead of her fantastic friend and let out a sigh, as much trying to settle her own nerves as she was that of the neighing nelly she had rode in on.
Hopefully… The rider moving away from her marvel of a mount once both of them were feeling comforted by their little show of bonded intimacy, once she had done so the fancy femme let out a sigh and moved to meet her destiny, or at least where she hoped that she might find it. Everything seeming to have changed and left her feeling so topsy-turvy of late, with so much turmoil and tumult in her life one could forgive a teen from feeling a little troubled as she stepped into a place that she had never been before, but with any luck might just become rather familiar to her in the near future…