“Yes, that’s it…” Not particularly used to being at the back of a ‘herd’ but at the same time not minding it that much right now, though Ellie Cavallero was not a whole lot of months beyond the age of eighteen she couldn’t help but feel something she surmised as something similar to ‘mothers pride’ at the sight in front of her, smiling as she did so. The sound of clips and clops echoing through her vicinity as she kept her eye on a half dozen horses and the riders upon which they were mounted, though she had gotten used to galloping along on her own, the ebony haired equestrian had to confess a sense of amusement and contentment at being part of a flock right now.
“The open space might give your horse the impulse to go a little faster, but just guide them gently…” It just seeming to flood the floral femme with a sense of sublime satisfaction to have a bunch of novices to watch over, though she would likely never be sure whether this was because of the simple sense of power and importance she felt as a tutor or because some protective part of her loved the notion of being able to dote and defend some cubs, as Ellie offered out a little advice to her riders the sense of gratification did not ebb in the slightest.
“Don’t let them give into that pack instinct to bolt?” Exploiting one of the skills she had honed the best throughout her young life and her favourite hobby as she aimed to bolster the capability of a few intrepid townsfolk in the wake of those rotten demon attacks, Miss Cavallero was glad to put her talents to such charitable use, and in a way wished she could have taught the whole world to ride like she was now. Really the feeling of being unbound by the distance ones legs could take one so very liberating and the bond that one could foster with an animal like a blessing, if this young rider in red had her way then she’d make sure every man, woman and child had both access to a horse and the means to learn how to ride it as well…
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