She hears shuffling hooves on the other side of the large pool and tree. Who could it be? Immediately, her thoughts swerve to some beast that eats horses. She looks down at the pool, seeing blood-dyed stones and pebbles. No, Aurelia... That can't be what happened here. Get a grip! Adding a spoonful of courage to her mind, she does not run away like the fool she used to think herself to be. Despite that little bit of courage, she continues hope the tree is wide enough to hide herself from the stranger that has just arrived. With no idea of who it is, she is scared-- but also slightly curious.

Looking up from the pool, she realizes she can see a horse bright like the stars that glint in the sky. Does this mean he can see me? Yes, he probably can see the fae, but Aurelia isn't using logic. She feels herself gasping for air. Has the air gotten thinner? No, it hasn't, but the awkward mix of fear and bravery make her feel like she is dying. Flicking her head up once or twice and closing her eyes, she tries to think of happier things.

Butterflies, the Sun, galloping in meadows...

The feeling of being suffocated fades, though a pit forms in her stomach. Timidly, the lass opens her eyes. She still sees the figure, and stares at it. Maybe the feeling of death has brought back a sense of ease in her-- sort of? She is still nervous, but slightly less so.

As she stares, with white pupils, she can see spots on the beast's pelt. What she can also see is a horn. She moves clockwise around the lake towards him. With every step she takes closer to him, she can see another feature. With a young and healthy nose, she can smell he is male. Well, yes, maybe she can just see things, too.

Walking in the shallows of the pool is too dead and done, so hydrophobic Aurelia walks in the forest (like an idiot), not very close to the water. Halting, she hopes to stand a little ways behind him. Have the shadows cloaked her well enough? Her dirt-ridden coat are good at camouflaging her stark coat, but is it enough? Halting at the treeline, she looks stares at him.

If he hasn't seen her yet, he's an idiot that won't survive a day here.

She casually stares at him longer. Possibly, this could be considered strange (staring from behind), but she likes to call is "casually seeing his.. everything.'' So, now you've probably realized howstrange the golden dapple girl really is.

And now that you know, what do you think?

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ooc; lol, shiftey eyes. can she actually see things? XDD This post is weird and strange.. >.> excuse that. xDD