Amy walked into the stables, wrinkling her nose at the smell of horse and....grass and hay, good horsey smells, like Zoe used to smell of, when she'd come home from the stables, she walked over to the abraxham she'd made hers in her second term and grinned at her, hey Gabs she grinned at the half horse half...thing, stroking her mane and feeding her some buttermilks, she undid the ties on her ringles and leading her out