Thalassa
She hadn't planned on attending whatever insanity this event was, but Colt had invited her, and Thal couldn't deny that she was curious. People riding wild beasts and trying desperately to stay on? Sounded like her kind of fun. Except that apparently the 'wild beasts' are actually peoples' shifts. In some ways that's disappointing, no feral chaos to spice up the rodeo, but when she thinks about it, maybe it will be more interesting to see what creative ways people try to launch each other into the sky. Only time would tell.
Definitely not interested in participating - riding or bucking - Thal choses instead to enjoy the festivities. The meat selection is definitely impressive. Burgers and ribs and steaks and pulled pork and wings and all the things that make her mouth water. There aren't nearly as many raw options, but the variety certainly makes up for it, and Thal doesn't hesitate to gather a plate of various meats.
Leaning against a post in the sunlight, her blonde hair pops out against the black of her clothes and horns, tail weaving slowly behind her. Sharp fangs glint as she rips off bites of food, watching the crowd with disguised interest.
Thal comes to watch.
Definitely not interested in participating - riding or bucking - Thal choses instead to enjoy the festivities. The meat selection is definitely impressive. Burgers and ribs and steaks and pulled pork and wings and all the things that make her mouth water. There aren't nearly as many raw options, but the variety certainly makes up for it, and Thal doesn't hesitate to gather a plate of various meats.
Leaning against a post in the sunlight, her blonde hair pops out against the black of her clothes and horns, tail weaving slowly behind her. Sharp fangs glint as she rips off bites of food, watching the crowd with disguised interest.
Thal comes to watch.
is my value based only on your perception?
or is your opinion of me…
not my responsibility
or is your opinion of me…
not my responsibility
