06-16-2014, 12:45 AM
Some people. Caroline couldn't help but shake her head at the shameful display happening on the street. Who was this girl, attempting to pull a pegasus down the street? Treating it as if it was some sort of common pack animal? The black haired girl must not have been a knight. Perhaps some sort of squire?
It was sad, and she could tell from the amused chortles going on around, that other people were finding the display humorous. While Caroline herself was, well... never going to be a pegasus knight (a fact that she continued to tell herself to accept over and over), something felt wrong about watching this girl struggle. As if it was somehow tarnishing the reputation.
Caroline glanced around, attempting to see if anyone else was intending to move in and assist the black haired girl. Since it didn't seem likely, she shifted her pack to her left arm (Caroline had been doing some preparing for the long road to the south) and muscled her way through the crowded streets. The armor she was wearing helped.
"You can't pull on the lead like that," she said, stepping in close to Fess and the poor animal. "You're making her nervous." Caroline's voice had a strict, authoritarian tone to it. She was, after all, correcting the error of another.
It was sad, and she could tell from the amused chortles going on around, that other people were finding the display humorous. While Caroline herself was, well... never going to be a pegasus knight (a fact that she continued to tell herself to accept over and over), something felt wrong about watching this girl struggle. As if it was somehow tarnishing the reputation.
Caroline glanced around, attempting to see if anyone else was intending to move in and assist the black haired girl. Since it didn't seem likely, she shifted her pack to her left arm (Caroline had been doing some preparing for the long road to the south) and muscled her way through the crowded streets. The armor she was wearing helped.
"You can't pull on the lead like that," she said, stepping in close to Fess and the poor animal. "You're making her nervous." Caroline's voice had a strict, authoritarian tone to it. She was, after all, correcting the error of another.