@Elf Lady Love ((In case you're curious,
this is what Moony looks like))
"What do you
mean I can't work with him?!" Aya shouted at the soldier standing in front of her, blocking her entrance to the paddock. "He's more my horse than he ever was that prancing lordling's, and it's crystal clear that none of
you lot know what the
hells you're doing!"
She gestured widely at the three stablehands attempting to catch the blood bay stallion that raced around the paddock, wings bound firmly to his sides. How they'd even managed
that was a mystery to her, because it seemed pretty clear that none of them were very competent.
Darkmoon suddenly screamed a challenge and whirled on his pursuers, going after them with hellfire in his amber eyes. The stablehands shouted and ran for cover, the angry draquus at their heels.
Aya turned back to the soldier and quirked an eyebrow as though to say,
You see? "I'm telling you, if you don't let me in there
right now to calm him down, someone is going to get really hurt."
The armored man snarled at her, evidently unimpressed. "That so, girlie? And what use would we have for ye after that, huh? Go on, get." He waved a gauntleted hand at her. "I'll call my captain to come clear ye off if you don't start moving."
Aya bared her teeth and turned on her heel, mind racing.
Alright then. If they weren't going to be reasonable, she'd just have to improvise.
She suddenly feinted right, as though she was going to dart around the soldier, then spun on a dot and threw herself leftward, up and over the fence, directly in the path of the charging animal.