[And with surprising strength - those arms - Cass hoists Peregrine up and onto the horse. There's plenty of room, even with the saddle, for two people. Fidella huffs contently and shifts to accommodate the weight.]
Hold onto me, tight, okay?
[Why ever would Per need to do that-?]
Hiya!
[A flick of the reigns and they're off!! On a brisk trot to start.]
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Hold onto me, tight, okay?
[Why ever would Per need to do that-?]
Hiya!
[A flick of the reigns and they're off!! On a brisk trot to start.]