Oh, don't be such a wet blanket. You're either having fun or you're not! It's okay to admit it.
[ She leads the way down into the basin up ahead, where the rock formations jut out at intervals, with regular sand and rocks and sparse little desert shrubs between. ]
Come on. Let's go find a weird rock for you to look at. Maybe you'll get lucky and we'll find a weird cactus too.
[ Laughing at her own joke, Ciri goes on ahead to look around the basin, noticing that Viktor has decided to do some exploring of his own and lingering back. Since they're out here to do exactly that, she doesn't loop back; she has no intention of hovering and annoying both of them. He can enjoy looking around the desert all he likes. They have plenty of daylight.
In the meantime, Ciri decides to dismount and do some scouting of her own. She leaves Nixie grazing on some spindly shrubs, having looped her reins around a bit of rock jutting out nearby; Nixie probably wouldn't wander off, but it's a reminder in case she tries. After doing a quick walk around the basin, Ciri returns to feed her horse an apple from her bag for a few minutes, all the while just keeping an eye on Viktor nearby. Everything seems quiet. The desert during the day tends to be that way.
It's Pancake who notices first. His ears swivel quickly, and he raises his head up high, showing his teeth and beginning to dance in place anxiously, hooves lifting and stamping down. Ciri looks over in surprise at the sound, following the angle of the horse's ears. It takes her a moment to spot it, camouflaged against the red-striped shadows on a rounded slope of solid rock above Viktor. The beast is hunched low, holding perfectly still, until a twitch of its long tail grabs her attention.
With slow, measured movements, Ciri begins pulling her sword free of its straps on Nixie's saddle. She takes advantage of their silent method of communication, concentrating on Viktor. ]
You need to calm Pancake down and walk toward me. Slowly. Keep his reins short, but don't yank. Don't let him turn his head.
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Oh, don't be such a wet blanket. You're either having fun or you're not! It's okay to admit it.
[ She leads the way down into the basin up ahead, where the rock formations jut out at intervals, with regular sand and rocks and sparse little desert shrubs between. ]
Come on. Let's go find a weird rock for you to look at. Maybe you'll get lucky and we'll find a weird cactus too.
[ Laughing at her own joke, Ciri goes on ahead to look around the basin, noticing that Viktor has decided to do some exploring of his own and lingering back. Since they're out here to do exactly that, she doesn't loop back; she has no intention of hovering and annoying both of them. He can enjoy looking around the desert all he likes. They have plenty of daylight.
In the meantime, Ciri decides to dismount and do some scouting of her own. She leaves Nixie grazing on some spindly shrubs, having looped her reins around a bit of rock jutting out nearby; Nixie probably wouldn't wander off, but it's a reminder in case she tries. After doing a quick walk around the basin, Ciri returns to feed her horse an apple from her bag for a few minutes, all the while just keeping an eye on Viktor nearby. Everything seems quiet. The desert during the day tends to be that way.
It's Pancake who notices first. His ears swivel quickly, and he raises his head up high, showing his teeth and beginning to dance in place anxiously, hooves lifting and stamping down. Ciri looks over in surprise at the sound, following the angle of the horse's ears. It takes her a moment to spot it, camouflaged against the red-striped shadows on a rounded slope of solid rock above Viktor. The beast is hunched low, holding perfectly still, until a twitch of its long tail grabs her attention.
With slow, measured movements, Ciri begins pulling her sword free of its straps on Nixie's saddle. She takes advantage of their silent method of communication, concentrating on Viktor. ]
You need to calm Pancake down and walk toward me. Slowly. Keep his reins short, but don't yank. Don't let him turn his head.