Gareth had been out gathering a few plants for his mother and the Herb Shop with Eroth. It was almost mind-numbingly boring, but someone had to do it, and he was one of the only people around the house that was free at the moment. So off he went into the surrounding forest with his herb sack and knife.
It was a beautiful day and Eroth was loving the chance to stretch his legs as they galloped down the many dirt worn trails between the trees. Gareth held on tightly to the reigns and grinned, kicking Eroth to go faster which the horse accepted and bolted off down the path. The wind whipping past him Gareth let out a whoop as they raced forward. Horse and rider were one and this was one of the things that Gareth loved most.
Coming out of the trees they reached out past town and were headed outside of Greenville when the boy caught sight of a girl on her horse. They stopped abruptly and she seemed to halfway fall from her steed. His brows knitted together and he urged Eroth forward. Reaching the girl he saw she was shaking and as he dismounted he held up a hand in greeting, hoping she wouldn't scare and run off. "Are you alright?" he asked, Eroth bending to nibble at the bits of grass around his hooves.