Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20200707214420/@comment-25808351-20200711144503

Lance/Isaac/Tikkit: “Dont sweat it kid. That’s Flint.” Marcus points to the mostly black furred horse with grey patches. “He’s a persnickety fucker. He warms up to people slowly.”

That’s when Marcus caught a glimpse of Samia and stopped saddling his horse.

“Sam?” Marcus folds his arms.

“I’m here to teleport you boys. Riding would take to long.” Samia smiles.

“Yeah, especially sense the kid can’t ride.” Marcus shakes his head.

“No worries.” Samia replies warmly.

Samia saddles Flint in no time and mounts the horse like a professional.

“Lance, you ride with me.” Samia smiles while patting the open space on the saddle.

“Go on kid. It isn’t smart to refuse a Pharaoh.” Marcus smirks.