[Jasper is clearly more suited to staying on horseback than him, and he doesnβt care if he leads the way; all the better. Stephen nudges his horse forward and grips the reins tight, seated with the comedic stiffness of a man who isnβt used to riding at all.
Now and again he jostles as they trek down the road, keeping balance and holding onto the horn of his saddle like heβs about to be swept off by an invisible wave. But their journey is a straightforward one, their path not particularly perilous even as they traverse inclines leading them to closer to the mountainside, and eventually he relaxes just enough to trust his horse not to throw him off at a whim.
The windβs colder out this way, whistling through the trees. A mild frost still covers blades of grass their horses sometimes flatten under hoof. Jasper is blessedly spared of too much small talk, with Stephen occasionally remarking on some wildlife flitting by, and by the time they reach their destination, heβs more than eager to dismount his ride and plant two feet on the ground.
He manages, immediately hit with a next-level variation of sore. His face crumples up in a wince.]
Iβm never complaining about public transit ever again.
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Now and again he jostles as they trek down the road, keeping balance and holding onto the horn of his saddle like heβs about to be swept off by an invisible wave. But their journey is a straightforward one, their path not particularly perilous even as they traverse inclines leading them to closer to the mountainside, and eventually he relaxes just enough to trust his horse not to throw him off at a whim.
The windβs colder out this way, whistling through the trees. A mild frost still covers blades of grass their horses sometimes flatten under hoof. Jasper is blessedly spared of too much small talk, with Stephen occasionally remarking on some wildlife flitting by, and by the time they reach their destination, heβs more than eager to dismount his ride and plant two feet on the ground.
He manages, immediately hit with a next-level variation of sore. His face crumples up in a wince.]
Iβm never complaining about public transit ever again.