Circe smiled when the cart finally began to move, her eyes glancing over the others in the group before focusing on the scenery around them. She patted Duke's head silently while the others on horses talked, listening and noting to herself who the different voice's belonged to, and guessing curiously which one was actually the leader here. She thought it might have been the floating armor when she first approached-- because really, how could someone so amazing looking not be in the lead of this sort of venture? But then again, they hadn't seemed too free to act on their own, so it couldn't be him.
                                                                                                                      
[color=ForestGreen]"Is he yours?"[/color] she asked the new girl.             

The question snapped Circe from her own thought's quickly, and she turned to the girl on the horse who now rode beside the cart, her eyes on Duke, who had already spotted her too, and was smiling now. 

[color=00aeef]"Yep~"[/color] she answered happily, patting his head again, [color=00aeef]"He's my partner, Duke."[/color] she said fondly, and quickly added, [color=00aeef]"Oh, and I'm Circe. It's nice to meet ya."[/color] she said with a friendly grin, which Duke seemed to reflect as well, his wagging tail picking up speed excitedly. So far, others seemed friendly enough to Circe. Sure, most seemed like they outclassed her, but outside of that no one seemed especially different or intimidating-- except maybe the armor, but that was for obvious reasons.