She blinked, a little surprised that the horse had a name and wasn't just some nameless livestock to be killed in battle. She looked down at it, patted its neck with a soft smile. "Hi Scrimshaw." The horse flicked an ear back at her, still a little uneasy.
She blinked again however when she realized that Artorias just... Knew that, offhand. She looked at the back of his head, frowning thoughtfully as she followed him out, the two of them getting distrusting and fearful looks in the streets, but him now moreso than she, who was now just an afterthought to these people after they set their sights on the grandmaster first.
Maybe he was an animal person. Not so much a people person.
She flicked an ear too, and brought Scrimshaw to a gallop once they were out of the gates, following Artorias' lead.
The journey was rough on her that first day, because while she healed quickly, it wasn't nearly as fast as Artorias. That night when they camped, she found some running water in a small stream and set to washing herself, paying attention mostly to just the wounds he'd caused in their fight. It wasn't magic--or if it was, it wasn't her magic. The water washed over her and she felt less pain, more relaxed, more at ease.
Her kind were worshiped in some countries for their natural affinity to water--legends said that a dragon like Stardust brought with her rain, good harvests, good luck and fertility. She wasn't sure how true it was, but her mom taught her to believe it, and she'd witnessed it herself in the shortness of her life so far. Nature responded it to her on its own; it was just the way it worked.
She remained polite with Artorias throughout their journey, most of her anger having fizzled out as she found herself more naturally curious about him in general. He was a man of many mysteries, but she didn't pry or start too much conversation, figuring him to be the "speak when spoken to" kind of guy.
Nevertheless, as they set out on the third day she found herself anxious to see what awaited them--what strange mission it was indeed that would require the grandmaster's attention.