He watched as she stood with a slight discomfort. Not all wolves were comfortable with horses, being so large. Heath himself had welcomed them into his life during a time of change. It was easy to accept them while he had been shattered and in need of rebuild. As he placed the pieces together, starting with joining the pack, the horse was a species that was becoming as close as the two kinds that had created him. The coy-wolf nodded, it seemed like they were both new. A smile crossed his face, “I have not mastered riding yet. But she will allow me to sit on her back.” Gold eyes looked to the female, his tail stirring and wagging softly.
“Here…” The male spoke, his light tones hand asking her to come forward. “An introduction, to start.” He looked at the mare, and then back to Ayita, “This is Lumière.” He petted the long nose of the horse, “No need to fear her." Heath beckoned her closer to pet the horse herself.