[Evil Tink]

Solomon leaned up on the door, narrowing his eyes as Rilov came sulking in, "Yeah, you're in trouble mister. I told you, no trails yet...Rita hasn't given you your check up. Now get." The horse slowly walked into his stall, his face in the corner as Solomon slid the door shut, latched it and put the pole down. Even as he went over to Holden and the kids, Rilov didn't move. "How was it?"