"She really likes you, little missus! This one is named Bella!"
The man guided the horse forward, and Talia waved at Mark happily.
"Come on, big brother! Join us."
Mark felt a little skeptical about that. No matter how strong that horse looked, it was impossible for it to carry three of them together. Instead, Mark decided to take another horse. Mark looked around the stall with a dull gaze and noticed that all the horses seemed to be moving away from his sight once he looked at them. Were they scared of him?
One of the helpers around the stall tried to bring out a horse for Mark, but the horse planted its feet on the ground and refused to budge while giving Mark a fearful look. It was almost like their animalistic instincts were telling them not to go near Mark.
