Dawn's father owned a small stable with just ten horses, so she had learnt horse riding. There were reins to hold and saddles to sit and keep yourself in place. What would she hold on over here? His hair? And how come his ears became longer? Her mind went into a tizzy.
She started to search for any semblance of reins, but nothing came into view. Scared, she asked, "I hope I am not hurting you."
Arawn laughed and twitched his ears. "No you are not," he answered and kicked his hindquarters and took a huge leap before galloping at high speed.
