Peter slowly walked closer, watching for any reaction from Trouble. "Are you OK?" He asked softly

"Ya, can you hold him for a second?" she held out the lead.

Peter nodded, carefully taking it. He was a bit nervous but he didn't blame Trouble.

She was scared to go near his legs but she bent down anyway, and began feeling.

Peter quietly spoke to the horse, trying to distract him. He certainly didn't want Jules trampled, and the possibility for another injury of his own didn't exactly appeal either.

He snorted and stomped his hoof and Jules bolted right up. "I don't feel like dying today" she turned to Peter, "I'm going to head home, thanks for helping. Good luck with the show." she grabbed his lead and walked toward her trailer.

"I'm glad to hear that!" Peter laughed but his heart sank when she said she was leaving. Would he ever see her again?

She looked back and waved, and kept walking. she felt her heart sank a little but kept walking.

Peter waved back, forcing a smile although he was definitely sad to see her go. He hoped that she and her horse were both going to be OK.

She loaded him then went back to get her ribbon and tack.