Juniper snickered as Cam tried out a bit of slang. It didn't fit on him, but she wasn't in the mood to razz him about it. Maybe later--and besides, now he was giving her warnings about the Fae. The tiger's mouth pulled into a thin line, not at him, but at the warning, and at the end, she simply shrugged her narrow shoulders.
She wasn't particularly impressed with the Fae, despite all the warnings about their immense power. The Courts did seem to have some pull, but overall, to a girl who was practically invincible, they were just another monster that either got out of her way or suffered the consequences. There was nothing quite like the bullheaded pride of youth.
In any case, Juniper's tone changed from nonchalance to astonishment quite rapidly when the Fae finally appeared. She heard the creature's approach before Cam saw it, and turned to gaze in that direction. It resolved itself to her sharp eyes against the darkness, and the tiger stilled, staring, pupils pinning. She immediately didn't like the look of it. It was a strange horse, too long, out of proportion, like it'd come through a warped fun-house mirror.
The woman atop it had the same ethereal, otherworldly quality--far outmatching Ekho's pixie dust. Her expression was not friendly but it wasn't hostile either. It was terrible, and awe-inspiring. So, this was a true Fae...
Hackles up, Juniper scooted around to face the woman as Cam settled into a kneeling position. She didn't like that for herself, but she also thought she was somewhat irrelevant to the whole situation--like, why would the Fae need her kneeling? She wasn't the seneschal. That line of logic informed the young tiger's decision to stand and back up out of the way, giving Cam prominence while he murmured his warning. “Aight, sure, s'long as she doesn't do anything fucky,” she whispered. She didn't kneel, but she did follow the man's advice about not looking at the horse--she hardly wanted to peer into a horse's soul. The woman, though...
Expression tense, almost stern, Juniper didn't hesitate to snatch glances at her face, taking in her ethereal beauty and wondering what all the fuss was about.
She wasn't particularly impressed with the Fae, despite all the warnings about their immense power. The Courts did seem to have some pull, but overall, to a girl who was practically invincible, they were just another monster that either got out of her way or suffered the consequences. There was nothing quite like the bullheaded pride of youth.
In any case, Juniper's tone changed from nonchalance to astonishment quite rapidly when the Fae finally appeared. She heard the creature's approach before Cam saw it, and turned to gaze in that direction. It resolved itself to her sharp eyes against the darkness, and the tiger stilled, staring, pupils pinning. She immediately didn't like the look of it. It was a strange horse, too long, out of proportion, like it'd come through a warped fun-house mirror.
The woman atop it had the same ethereal, otherworldly quality--far outmatching Ekho's pixie dust. Her expression was not friendly but it wasn't hostile either. It was terrible, and awe-inspiring. So, this was a true Fae...
Hackles up, Juniper scooted around to face the woman as Cam settled into a kneeling position. She didn't like that for herself, but she also thought she was somewhat irrelevant to the whole situation--like, why would the Fae need her kneeling? She wasn't the seneschal. That line of logic informed the young tiger's decision to stand and back up out of the way, giving Cam prominence while he murmured his warning. “Aight, sure, s'long as she doesn't do anything fucky,” she whispered. She didn't kneel, but she did follow the man's advice about not looking at the horse--she hardly wanted to peer into a horse's soul. The woman, though...
Expression tense, almost stern, Juniper didn't hesitate to snatch glances at her face, taking in her ethereal beauty and wondering what all the fuss was about.