I'll ask for it to be closed
Heath took the lead rope as the wolfess took those first shaky steps, holding it lightly as he knew that the mare would not likely bolt. She was placid, and calmed further by the work they had done. Heath patted her nose, stoking it in reward for her acceptance of the green rider. Heath figured they could have pushed a bit harder, but he feared the risk and Heath was no longer a risk taker. Such things were left for when the stakes weren't as high, hurting a pack member and horse even slightly was too much for him.
But the pair seemed to be compliant, and Heath smiled as he answered. You'll get used to it. He was sure of that, they all did. It was something that took time and work but having a horse companion was worth it. He had never wished away the two that he had, or the others in the stables that he worked to feed and care for. The male walked out of the gate behind her, thoughts focused on the task of grooming and settling the bay mare into her stall. His smile didn't fade as he spoke, You did well he truly believed she had.
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