Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20160605202324/@comment-5543592-20160607211130

Crimson glanced down at his definitely not baby hands.

"Alright, now, take it easy on him now.  He's a big boy, and his speed might surprise ya, I don't kid around, ya know.  Just a gentle trot, maybe, nothing too seri-"

The rest of Crimson's words were torn away because Whistles snorted in derision, reared up with a fierce neigh, and then burst forward in a full gallop. The horse dashed through the camp in a matter of seconds, the scenery a blur around him and Juliette, and cleared the camp's outline in what seemed to be a moment, speeding out onto open green plains.

"Show off." Crimson muttered as horse and rider vanished from sight. He dusted his hands against each other, rose, and headed off to go find something to drink.