ORIGIN

Temperance was grown, now. They were tall, lanky, with a full set of sharp antlers and a shiny black coat with even darker rosettes spotting their fur. One could easily call them handsome and be absolutely correct.

The screams from the arena (both of excitement and agony) echoed around Orion, attracting the curious and stupid and warding away the smart and paranoid. Being the latter, Temperance kept their distance, their fur on end as they trotted in the other direction, the cries growing fainter.

When they couldn't hear them anymore they stopped, ending up near tunnel M, where Orion would exit into Cetus. They stopped, tail waving behind them idly, their ears pricked forward.

"... No thank you," they mumbled, turning away from the tunnel and heading towards the one to Eridanus instead. As much as they liked swamp water and mud, they really didn't, so they were staying far away from there.

Just thinking about it made them want to furiously groom themselves.

They slunk through Orion silently at a gentle trot, their feet making not a sound, eyes darting to and fro in case someone was around.