[center][color=black][b][h1]Gaivred[/h1][/b][/color][/center]
[b][center]Greymont Castle[/center][/b]

After Gaivred moved off the two mounted the wyvern while Maize told the group to move out. [i]Shouldn't the prince be dictating this?[/i] He asked in his mind while his horse trotted along with the others. Although the voice of a male talking to a horse made him turn his head to look at Albus. Raising an eyebrow he reined his horse back a little so he could talk comfortably without having to raise his voice. "Have you never ridden a horse before?" He asked while moving with his mare. Albus clinked along while Gaivred rode nearly silently.

The large mans movements on horseback were strangely fluid given his build and equipment. "Don't talk to the horse to get it to go where you want. Reins for controlling the head which controls the whole horse and do [b]not[/b] flick them." He stated before growling at the end. "Squeeze with your legs to get them to go faster, not to hard. If I see you kick one to go faster I'll kick you. That does nothing but hurt them and makes them not trust you." He continued on, explaining what he knew of horses. He did grow up around them and used them often given his profession. It was also something to pass the time as they rode to the port.