fourleggedprincess
Beyond the city limits, would she find the ruins of an ancient Greek civilization? With tapestries of dancing faeries and coquettish nymphs, stained by sands of times and waiting to be unearthed? It was a delightful thought, one she would gladly go to explore if the theory was sound. But it's roots were simply wishful thinking, one of the many ways she tried to explain away the sight before her.
A young centaur. A very cute one.
So cute that the desire to pet her was strong. But refrain she must and so Hanekawa did.
"I'm sorry for rudely staring. And I apologize in advance if my words come off rude as well or rather forward. But you're lovely... very much so... I never met a person quite like you before. Well, only in books about princesses and magic, if those could be included."