[center][b]Samuel Drake - Squad 17[/b][/center]

Stowing the map away in his pack, Samuel looked up to see Terry speaking to him. He stared at her blankly for a long moment as she tried to offer him advice on riding, fighting the urge to glare. It wasn't that he was mad at her for trying to help, he was just angry with himself for unintentionally showing weakness. 

Looking away, Samuel focused his efforts on keeping up. The other kid... Joseph, seemed to think this exercise was a race, and was already setting them off at a fast pace. [i]As if this wasn't bad enough...[/i] Sighing inwardly, Samuel fell in line behind his squadmates. Almost unconsciously, he began shifting his body the way Terry had suggested, straightening himself out on the horse and digging in his thighs. The difference was instantaneously noticeable. His eyes narrowing slightly, Samuel blushed, embarrassed. He didn't want Terry to know that her advice had worked. Keeping his eyes cast downwards, he continued to ride in silence.