I've never been one for too many close encounters with nature.
*flashes you a smile* Then you've been missing out. But you won't see anything more dangerous than a deer, I promise.
*walks his horse beside you as the ground evens out for a stretch, the trees thinning enough that a brighter glow of sunlight filters down through a canopy of leaves* I prefer this to riding in the winter. It's maddening, all that stillness. *casting a sidelong glance at you* Perhaps too toothy for your liking.