Ink decided to take the shade's advice. He kicked back into position on Jerri's back and sighed. This wasn't... going to be fun. "You may want to step back a bit. She might buck." Jericho hated water. As expected, he nudged her to the shallows and she froze up, tossing her head in protest. Ink clicked his cheek a few times and patted her neck, cooing to her. Eventually, after a few false attempts, she crossed. Quickly. In almost two hops, she skirted the water. Sure enough, the moment she was across, she bucked twice and Ink could only shimmy off her to save himself the pain. The mare darted off afterwards, into the woods beyond.
Ink watched her go, laughing. "Yeah, see you later then, Jerri!" He waved a hand at her and turned to his 'new friend'. "She'll be back. Thanks. Name's Ink." He extended a hand to the other boy, smile a touch goofy. It wasn't often that he acted so social, but just one person wasn't so bad- especially on an adrenelin rush.
He took a moment to look over the other male, sizing him up at first... then deciding that he was actually quite the looker himself. If a dog could blush, he would've. Still, he looked away casually. "What brings you here? This a territory?" He couldn't be sure- he'd stumbled in once, by accident, by crossing a river. Hopefully this wasn't the same deal.
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