[vi also feels a drop - a heavy hammer in her gut that is echoed and outpaced by her heart - only she identifies it as excitement, and her whole body nearly vibrates with fuck yeah energy.
she is taking this win, and will lean in to high five this glorious human for helping to actualize this moment, her eyes are still on the horse.
this "horse's" eyes, both of them, are white as bone - something vi notices now because she's never seen it daylight and also not this close - she'd thought it had been a trick of the beast moon's light, the only light she's ever known in the night sky of trench. it looks even more fearsome, and possibly because it's taken another step, lowered its head toward the bait, tail flicking in irritation.
she hands the rope to manabu, whispering excitedly, and ...readying her fists.]
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she is taking this win, and will lean in to high five this glorious human for helping to actualize this moment, her eyes are still on the horse.
this "horse's" eyes, both of them, are white as bone - something vi notices now because she's never seen it daylight and also not this close - she'd thought it had been a trick of the beast moon's light, the only light she's ever known in the night sky of trench. it looks even more fearsome, and possibly because it's taken another step, lowered its head toward the bait, tail flicking in irritation.
she hands the rope to manabu, whispering excitedly, and ...readying her fists.]
Pull it in a little. Maybe wiggle it?
[GONNA FIGHT A DEATHHORSE.]