i used to rule the world

seas would rise when i gave the word

It was entirely apart of Alexander's procedure whenever possible to so take a moment's worth of effort to simply get to know the equestrian he intended to ride, more so if the animal had never before been ridden as such was the case with Calliel and too her maker. His hands slid with careful ease down her form, feeling her physique, learning her strengths, her likes, and too, in the process, any weaknesses she might have harborded. He was aware, entirely so, of the fashion in which the girl studied him and each of his careful actions, sidestepping away from him once he so drifted downwards to a place she disliked. Hm, the hooves would be problematic should they wish to venture in more roughened terrain then the dirt paddock they found themselves presently in, and yet, Alexander hardly paused to comment on such an observation. Instead, his hands continued their diligent movement further down her spine and closer towards her back legs, he was hardly surprised by the reaction he received, the loud snort alone enough of a warning signal and yet in such a position, Alexander was entirely vulnerable to that smack of her tail within his face.

A soft puff of air left his own lips as his mouth pressed together ever so slightly, merely watching the female as she turned in front of him to, instead, present him with the other side. It is curious, really, that her legs might so be a point of such contention for her, the fact alone certainly drawing some measure of concern and yet, for all her time within the cafe, he'd never seen her human form limp from any injury of any sort. That alone was perhaps a reason enough that he was willing, for now, to leave such parts of the girl's body alone, instead letting his hands drift with careful care down the side she much preferred. Nevertheless, but moments later Alexander had positioned himself just so at her side, employing that native tongue to so calm the woman before he pressed down just enough to lift himself up and over onto his back. It took a moment of shifting before Alexander found himself seated comfortable upon her spine and too the Hunter allowed the newly turned were to get accustomed to the weight of his slight form. It was that soft bump of her nose against his leg that so saw the man lean forward, his hands gingerly stroking the ebony fur of her nape, his voice entirely reassuring of her capabilities in this.

He remained still and patience as she so shifted beneath him, her own body tense and entirely hesitant in a fashion that he, as a rider, was entirely observant to. Still, after a moment longer, Calliel managed to offer him the slightest of nods, showing once again just how aware the girl was regardless of her form. Perhaps it was her youth as a were or the simple fact that she had many years of her life without such a primal state - whatever it was, he intended to take full advantage of it. "Good girl, for now, I'll use my voice any my feet to teach you how to move, the better you get at it, the better you're able to respond to just touch alone. You're a smart one, polý mou. I have no doubt you will get used to it. Come, let's go forward, slowly." His shifted his own legs ever so slightly with the action, letting his feet dig ever so gently into her sides in a fashion that the entire world now utilized to train their own horses. In this, it would seem, Alexander was quite the veritable master.