On the Open Trail

[Polka]

Turning her attention away from Wisp, Polka looked Wilbur's way and laughed just a little. It did look pretty comical seeing his shirt in that horse's mouth like that. What ever had he done to provoke such an action? "Maybe you should try asking him nicely." Polka suggested. The horse Wilbur seemed to have chosen looked more spirited than Wisp, probably making him a bit of a spitfire. How would he react if she asked him to let go of Wilbur's shirt?

"Please let go of my friend. He's an all right guy." she said. Her voice was soft and gentle. She hoped that maybe she could convince the horse to listen and let go of Wilbur.

[Wilbur Robinson]

"Yuck! Horse drool!" Wilbur muttered as he was released by the horse who looked at Polka before shaking his head happily.

Mami smiled brightly before laughing. "That there is Smokey, he's a wild one, but he's good with kind like yours." she said to Wilbur. "You two ready to go?" she asked the two with a smile

[Polka]

Polka couldn't help but laugh again. She had only caught a hint of what Wilbur had said to himself, but it sounded as though he had been disgusted by the development between him and Smokey. Who could blame him? Horse saliva probably wasn't the greatest thing in the world to get on one's clothing. "I think we're ready now that Wilbur and Smokey have finished... getting to know one another." she giggled. Poor Wilbur. It seemed like the universe had wanted to give him a bit of a hard time before pairing him with the right horse. But it didn't seem like Smokey wanted to bring harm to him, so she guessed it was okay.

"I'm ready whenever you two are." she said. Just to clarify, she decided to make her way back over to Wisp and gently let her hand touch his snout again. The sensation of doing so still was sort of thrilling to her. He'd been one of the first to actually let her touch him, and she was grateful for that. How many others would let her do so, anyway? Probably not many.