Paciently, she trotted past the tents. She wanted to be careful because it was only the second time she had someone on her back. When she heard him tell her to run she held herself back at first. She felt him wrap himself around her. She was surprized he hadn't noticed her scar. With five long marks, it's amazing he hadn't said anything she'd thought.
When the tents were out of her sight she slowly and steadily raised her speed. She did not want to throw him off with a sudden burst of speed. Even though she knew that he had a pretty good grip. In no time flat though, she was running at full speed, with the wind and scenery rushing past them. As she ran she felt a rush of excitement. She hoped Erzotol was feeling much the same.
Further and further she ran, her hooves pounding on the gound. Her heart beating fast, and her mind rinning just as fast as she was. Then, without any thought, she let out a wild whinney, raising her head. She hadn't had this much fun since she didn't know when.