Zuri bounced through the woods on her deep brown Shire stallion. Her frizzy red hair was pulled back in a tight pony tail. She scanned her surroundings for any sign of a dragonn in this dense green forest. She figured that nobody else would be out her, in the middle of nowhere. She halted, swinging off the tall horse, Lance, seeing a field coming up. She let him wander in the grassy field, knowing he would come back. She stretched and shielded her blue/green eyes from the sun. Then sat down under a gnarled-rooted oak. Zuri brought out a messenger bag and took from it, a small slice of bread and cheese. She gazed at the wild flowers that were dotted all over the place.
Finishing her snack Zuri whistled, and before a minute had past, Lance came trotting up to her. She grinned seeing that all the training she had done with Lance paid off. She Stroked his neck and swung her leg over. Then pulled herself up. Her heavy green velvet gown with golden embroidery wasn't that easily carried around. If it were up to Zuri, instead of her mother, she would of worn light yet tough pants with a very simple blouse. She fastened the messenger bag to her saddle and started off at a slow trot back into the woods.
