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Uh, don't know if you imagine Halo in the front or the back, so didn't add any details XD

She found it strange how some canines managed to control their mounts so well. The horses were prey and far beneath wolves in the food chain, and they weren’t supposed to forge friendship with those who were designed to feast on their flesh. Large, copper pelted ears slammed flat against silky hair as she witnessed the stallion’s response to its master’s signal. Eyes narrowed immediately, pupils disappearing in crimson seas. Halo could easily perceive the creature as something terrible, with its coal pelt and fiery died fur. She regretted the words she had spoken, for the desire to know this creature had vanished at once.

Foreign tones were lashed towards the horse, though Halo’s glare refused to release the malevolent animal to gaze upon her fellow Infernian. It dazzled her how the creature seemed to obey whatever order it had been given, but the moment was already lost. Never had she seen a horse bend a knee for another species, but she was still put off and her guarded demeanour was not likely to change now. Animals such as these were not meant to serve as pitiful pets, and that thought was strengthened now. But Halo knew that she was very narrow-minded compared to others. It was known to ruin a lot of possibilities.

A sharp nod was given to the mount’s owner, merely to acknowledge the words she had spoken. Sunset gaze eventually returned to the blue eyed woman as more words were offered, and the Centurion redirected her focus in an attempt to continue her previous flow of attitude. So what was this Hestati saying? Halo preferred agility above strength any day, but would that mean that she would have to find a horse that suffered from a vivid temperament? The thought was not reassuring at all. ”That’s troubling..” she replied, allowing a slight grimace to inhabit her lips to display her disappointment.

And then, Halo found herself regretting this meeting altogether as the other optime mounted the horse and expected the leader to follow. The muscles in her jaw tightened visibly as opinions clashed together behind scarlet hues. She had no desire to hop onto the back of such a wild creature. But Euphoria was not permitted to witness any weakness from her superior, and Halo had no choice but to follow the small, no matter how much she wished to fight this current. How the hell did these people climb on top of the animal without looking like a fool? The Centurion moved in next to the seemingly tamed animal, though it was visible that she was beyond her zone of comfort by now. She had sat on top of Cotl’s horse once and that was all.

The Lykoi made certain not to reveal her embarrassment as she, without elegance, crawled up on the horse’s back. Whatever was in store for her, she was definitely not ready for this. But Euphoria was not to see this. Surely the Centurion would manage to keep her act together.

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