A flicker of a smile appears on Sharp-Ear's face as he watches Erin duplicate the saddling of the horse. He gives an approving nod before he moves back to his horse, unties it, and hops on.
The kitsune has little trouble keeping herself on the horse. Good sense of balance. You know. Circus folk. She does, however, seem to have trouble -controlling- the horse.
The horse is well-trained. Erin doesn't even need her arms to control it. Hanging on to its mane helps, though.
With just a little more ease than she expected, Erin manages to walk it over to Sharp-Ear. He grins. "Looks like you've got it well in hand, though some training would help. Ready?"
Once the mime gets the horse close to Sharp-Ear she sits back and heaves a silent and over-done sigh of relief. Then she nods to Sharp-Ear and lays on the horse's neck, holding onto it tight. No falling off. Hopefully the horse will be able to handle itself and follow the leader.
The shade had vanished quite some time earlier, lack of mana dispelling it. Erin doesn't seem to notice quite yet. Or is possible not thinking about it.
The horse handles itself quite well. Well-trained.
Nagao takes the point, the other samurai flanking Pearl-Ear, Sharp-Ear and Erin. Some also maneuver their horses behind the party as the horses settle into a trot. They're making their way through a forest, after all.
Sharp-Ear guides his horse beside Erin's, on the right side, and begins a lesson on how to more easily control the horses using weight and leg pressure. First explaining, then demonstrating by guiding his horse slightly right. Then giving Erin a chance to try it. "Small movements are enough to convey your intention to the horse. Don't overdo it."
Erin slowly starts to sit up again. She's never been good with feral animals. They always seem to be afraid of her or, simply, badly trained. This one seems fine, but...
She glances over at Sharp-Ear as he comes close and listens to the lessons. Working on it just a little. The demonstrations are a little easier. But she seems to overdo the movements due to nervousness.
"Whoa!" Sharp-Ear shouts, as Erin nearly rams her horse into his. "Easy, there!" Getting his horse back under control, he leans over towards Erin's horse, displaying a superb sense of balance, and nudges her horse back onto the right path. "No need to be so nervous. Just relax."
She tries. That's for sure. She tries to relax. But she still looks quite tense, hands almost knotted into the horse's mane. Continually looking down, then at the path. Then down again.
Conveniently, the horse trods on a toadstool about this time. Erin had been watching for one, or something similar. She points at the squished plant as they pass.
The mime slaps herself in the face, almost audibly. Facepalm. Then she peers at the upcoming shrubbery. There must be -something- to demonstrate this...
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The horse is well-trained. Erin doesn't even need her arms to control it. Hanging on to its mane helps, though.
With just a little more ease than she expected, Erin manages to walk it over to Sharp-Ear. He grins. "Looks like you've got it well in hand, though some training would help. Ready?"
The shade had vanished quite some time earlier, lack of mana dispelling it. Erin doesn't seem to notice quite yet. Or is possible not thinking about it.
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Nagao takes the point, the other samurai flanking Pearl-Ear, Sharp-Ear and Erin. Some also maneuver their horses behind the party as the horses settle into a trot. They're making their way through a forest, after all.
Sharp-Ear guides his horse beside Erin's, on the right side, and begins a lesson on how to more easily control the horses using weight and leg pressure. First explaining, then demonstrating by guiding his horse slightly right. Then giving Erin a chance to try it. "Small movements are enough to convey your intention to the horse. Don't overdo it."
She glances over at Sharp-Ear as he comes close and listens to the lessons. Working on it just a little. The demonstrations are a little easier. But she seems to overdo the movements due to nervousness.
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Afraid of horses maybe?
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A rabbit sits on the path ahead, leaping off the path just ahead of the horses.
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