Trouble noticed her and threw his head in her direction but didn't go over to her because Peter was in his way.

Peter got more nervous as Trouble suddenly tossed his head. Was it happening again? He daren't take his eyes off the horse.

He broke away past him and trotted towards Jules, he lays down next to her and puts his head in lap. She smiles and rubs his face.

Peter groaned softly as the horse got away again. He'd thought he gained Trouble's trust. He couldn't do anything right.

She grabbed his mane to help her get up and got on, he rose and started toward Peter.

Peter gasped as he saw them. He was both glad and terrified to see she'd already conquered her fear. Or had she just been mad at him all along? Either way he certainly didn't want her to have another fall.

She dismounted and fell over, winced and tried to get up.

Peter cursed under his breath, rushing to her although he doubted he'd be welcome. "Any more injuries?!" He gasped worriedly.

"Nope, but my thigh gave out" she winced again. "I can't get up" she admitted finally.

"It's really swollen!" Peter grimaced at the sight "Put your arm around my shoulders" He offered softly. Would she accept his help this time?