Renke passed down the rows of stalls, most of the horses merely glancing at him. He hadn't been riding in a long while and thought it was probably a good idea to get back into it. Maybe he would even get used to shooting his bow from horseback again. He had tried it a couple of months ago and failed miserably; it made him slightly depressed to just think about it.
He noticed a bay horse that was watching him quite intently. He walked over to it and hoped it was nice; it seemed so so far. The horse didn't draw back when he raised his hand up to stroke it's face, nor did it flinch when he laid his hand on its forehead. Glancing above the door, he read the plaque stating the horse's name. He smiled, then returned to looking at the horse.
"Wanna go for a ride?" He asked it.
He noticed a bay horse that was watching him quite intently. He walked over to it and hoped it was nice; it seemed so so far. The horse didn't draw back when he raised his hand up to stroke it's face, nor did it flinch when he laid his hand on its forehead. Glancing above the door, he read the plaque stating the horse's name. He smiled, then returned to looking at the horse.
"Wanna go for a ride?" He asked it.