Heidi patted her granddaughter's head as the trio headed out of the room. Agatha bids her mother farewell and takes Lilac with her to the stable.
"Lilac, do you want to learn horse riding after going back?" Agatha inquired about it.
Lilac went quiet for a second before rocking her head in confirmation.
"We shall get you a pony then," Agatha remarked taking to the stable.
The stable was kept neat, with most horses left out in the meadow nearby to stroll. However, one horse was standing there. It's a dark black coat shining in the sunlight. Its long Mane seemed like ladies' hair.
"Hello, Blackie." Agatha caressed the horse's forehead. Blackie didn't retort, he let her stroke him. Agatha had Blackie when she was eight years old. Blackie was born to another of their horses and instantly Agatha took a liking to him.
