Turning to the maternal figure, he was forced to look downwards. He barely noticed how much he had grown in comparison to her. Kneeling down to her level, he smiled at her his trickster smile. "Hoy there, momma! How have ya been doing?" He asked casually. His tail swang around as the younger pup he felt with his mother besides him. Many memories crossed his mind with her there, and it felt good.
Her question had a light curious tone, and he imagined if she still suspected him tricking or teasing others. Still, e answered naturally, for it was the truth. "Ah'm here to check on the horses. I want one. To ride, and stuff, ya know?" He said, explaining half-assedly. It looked suspicious, though.
He turned to the stables and back to her. "Wha' about ya?" The ivory juvenile asked, curious himself. If it was for the same reason, that meeting was meant to happen.