Heath could not help but smile as the mare sniffed the small pup. Though with her reaction the male, turned and scolded the horse. The hoofed beast only moved slightly backwards as if to stay in the conversation but not annoyingly. The horse neighed slightly, “She’s sorry.” He said, a smile still on his face. It was typical of the bonded horse to watch over him. It was always hard to leave her. Since their meeting they had been through a lot, and knowing that she was beside him was always a comfort.
The pup rejoiced, and Heath knew there was no way she would forget the promise that he had made. He was glad, hoping that she would always hold up her side of the deal. A calm, easy going atmosphere was important around the stables. A small herding dog could stay in the fields with the sheep, he wrangled the horses well enough alone.
“I learned about horses from books, and from others that worked with them.” he spoke, trying to calm her fears. There was always a way to learn, always a resource to tap. “You can wait, till your older.” He didn’t want her to be upset, didn’t want her to think that it was some massive task; she would only need to watch over them. Only if she chose to of course. Her eyes fell to the ground, and the male struggled to help her rebound from the unhappiness. “I could help too.” he offered. Not knowing the first thing about sheep was his only downfall.