The horses were possibly the most vital part of the barn and animals he pack supported; some of AniWaya's stallions had been moved from the tribe to the Valley since they had more room, and Jefferson saw to it that the horses were well cared for, especially since they could be used in emergency. His ear flicked at the idea; the horses had been used for such a purpose just recently, and his stomach twisted just thinking about it.
He was pleased to know she had experience with the horses. He himself was a bit too big and burly for them; the stallions certainly didn't mind him and he they, but they deserved more love and affection that Jefferson was really able to give. Domonick appeared seconds later and the two were quickly distracted by one another; the cyclops could only look on smirk, waiting for their excitement to settle a little. "All right, chickadees, let's get this over with," he waved his hand and stepped through the fence, moving towards the barn.
"Domonick," he said over his shoulders as he pried the barn doors open for them to see, "I don't suppose you have any barn experience either? We could use extra hands for anyone willing." That said, he stepped into the innards of the barn, smirking at the having heads and noses of the horses that peeked excitedly out at them. "They need to be released into the pasture," he said finally.
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