+iwillbecomeleader is following you
Running along the dusty rocks that made up a local desert of this wretched planet the female Steeljaw was really starting to question the processor of those on board the Knights Temenos. The stupid space bridge had spat her out in a desert of all places, ugh!
That was proven wrong very quickly as a red and white fighter jet flew overhead...scrap! With no places to hide she froze in her tracks hoping that this was some native flying who would not look to see here, but the coloring was off. The natives fighter jets were dull grey or sand colored, made to blend in for war. This one stood out, its flashy red and white standing out in sharp contrast to the golden desert rocks of the area.
'Oh no' she thought as the passing get made a wide arcing turn to come back at her.....standing her ground she flared her mane and puffed her hackles up, not knowing what or who was coming at her.
