"Come. We can't just walk the whole way, can we?"
It was the girl of the group. She took my hand in hers and led me towards the stables."
Her glare was harsh too. It wasn't like she was even friendly. She just preferred me… for some absurd reason.
At least that was what I was reading from her. Was this Finn and the other guy so bad? Maybe, though I wasn't quite sure that she was any better.
The stables were in an open area. With horses tied to posts and dung everywhere, it wasn't like they had given up on cleaning. More like they had better things to focus on.
"Choose one. They've all been trained more than enough." Finn spoke.
He glanced at the side before moving towards his own horse. It was a large brown horse, its legs showed clear muscle with a twitch that didn't do quite much.
Usually the horses twitched like that to get rid of flies and other bugs. But in this extreme cold there wasn't hide nor hair of any bug like that.
