Westwood raised his head from his lazy grazing, flicking his ears as the mare trotted over to him. "Ohhh, thaaaat's what my partner got ya for, then." He murmured, nodding his head in understanding. "Good luck with that. That little filly's annoying. And doesn't know the slightest thing 'bout riding. She's gonna be tuggin' your head around 'til the bit makes yer mouth bleed." He chuckled a bit, swishing his tail.
Billy rolled his eyes. "Fine." He picked up the child and made his way back into the house.