Ink had been busy every day working in the stables. Every morning, he'd wake up and that would be his very first task- cleaning and tending to Jerri and the other horses. He'd already done so today, but he'd decided to take Jericho riding for a bit afterwards. The mare didn't complain- she'd gained back her weight and was healthy once again. She'd be happy to escort her boy wherever, whenever, especially now that she knew she could trust him to care for her.
Close to noon, the pair returned. Ink hopped down off of his mare's back and led her quietly into the stable, only to stop once inside. Oh, hello. It was probably his least graceful introduction thus far. A shorter, black coated male stood by the stall of the pretty colt he'd tended to that morning. The young horse had been glad to see him again and had tucked down for a nap just as Jerri and Ink were leaving. Ink loved the little guy- he was adorable.
He's a beautiful colt. Very well tempered. The boy praised as he stepped up to Jerri's own stall, leading her in and then stepping in himself to brush her down a bit. Is he yours?
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Short post, but meh. Ink's got a way with the beasts~
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