Standing before him, her eyes would once again attempt to study his own. It was nice that he was upset. At least that is what she thought. If anything, she would rather have him be upset or angry than feeling helpless, useless, or lonely. Thise where things she didn't want him to feel when he was with her.<br/><br/>Rydia could tell that the possibily of him being used was not something he liked. If she told him to not worry, it wouldn't have worked. She was his owner, a owner, probably unlike any of the others he had gone through.<br/><br/>Disappointment flooded over her as she realized, she would have to work hard just to get him to trust her. Of course she already knew that before she traveled here.<br/><br/>When his glare subsided,  she could tell that he was pleased that she had no attention to mate or breed him. Rydia just wasn't a fan of force, unless it was necessary to save or better a life. But that was what she was doing now. Saving; Protecting; Giving freedom to someone who needed it. That being said, she obvioisly had ulterior motives, ones that he most likely could not guess as his pervous owners had apparently bought him to fuel their greed. Money, offspring, power, magic, fame from taming the black unicorn. All things she had wanted no part in. She didnt want to tame him. No, it was actually the oppsite. She wanted to have a moment to be wild herself. Just not alone.<br/><br/>As he asked where the horse was, she gave him a rather playful smile. "I will need you to use this blanket as a make-shift staddle so you don't get stuck. Lastly, i will need you to put on my cloak. I wouldn't want you to get recongized." she unbuttoned the white cloak that was three sizes too big for her on purpose. Sliding it off her body, Rydia closed her long dark brown hair that she kept braided back and out of her way. She was wearing a gray dress thst lrft her shoulders bare but hung half way down her calfs. Folding the large cloak over the black blanket, she would hold them out to him. Shaking the items faintly within his reach, she would wait for him to take it before she would answer his question.<br/><br/>Stepping back from where he stood, she would carefully slide the fruits in a pouvh that was strapped to her right thigh. Ot was then that she would start to shift in front of him. The transition was quick but detailed. Every part of her body changed; stretching and growing. Within a matter of seconds, Rydia had tranformated into a white and black appaloosa horse.<br/><br/>There was a long moment of silence as the female stared at him. She was a bit nervous as this was the first time, in about seven years, that she turned into her true form. "Just put the blanket over my back and climb up. You can just hold onto my hair... I won't bite."