[Evil Tink]

"He's such a wonderful man. Ah, there they are now!" He walked over to the outdoor arena. He leaned up on the wooden fence, crossing his arms on the top board. Two black horses came trotting out down the little path. One was obviously limping and just overall smaller than the other, Solomon pointed, "That one is Rilov...he has such a wonderful personality, but I have no clue what I'm going to do about his damn knees..."

They went around the arena a few times before the Mare came over with a snort. She bobbed her head a few times, exhaling loudly at Holden. Solomon laughed, "She doesn't like you. She thinks you're going to steal all my attention from her." He leaned in and whispered, "I think she's right though."