Comet - (Objectified)

You're a beast
It was a day like any other. Far from the central rings, Comet sat alone in the countryside, basking in the warm sun, sketching the small birds that occasionally accompanied her. Her gaze was fixed on her notebook as she drew the portrait of a dove. She was peacefully absorbed until something (or someone) made a branch crack. The sound came directly from the trees. Comet jumped up, taking a step back, and was met with a monstrous presence. She froze, seeing a beastly object (that is, you) emerge from the shadows.