"I'm not sure yet, depends how it heals" Peter admitted "I miss riding of course but I would rather take it slow than end up never being able to!"

"I'm not a slow erson" she snorted, she got up "Ima go check on the horses, want to come?" she asked.

"I'd noticed!" Peter laughed softly. "Yeah, I'd rather you don't go out by yourself"

"Alright lets go" she walked out the door toward the stable.

Peter followed her out, hoping she wasn't overdoing things.

She walked to Powers stall and rubbed his face.

Peter watched with a smile. He hung back a little though, even a friendly nuzzle from such a big horse could knock his stitches again.

She grabbed his lead and opened the stall door, then walked toward him.

Peter raised his eyebrow a bit. "Thought we were just checking on them.."

"Im taking him to his pasture" she rolled her eyes, "chill I wont ride him" she led him out, his loud hooves echoed loudly in the aisle.