The Gig, Monday Afternoon
The cold didn't bother Angelica very much; she had her own built in furnace, and the ice melted beneath her feet as she walked to the Gig from the dorms. The horses, on the other hand, were less than pleased by the sudden plunge in temperature.
Memories of another barn were never far from her mind, so Angelica didn't try to warm up the stables from the inside, but she did melt the snow in the corral enough to take each horse out for a ride to get some exercise get their blood going.
The Gig was open for business should anyone else like a ride.
Memories of another barn were never far from her mind, so Angelica didn't try to warm up the stables from the inside, but she did melt the snow in the corral enough to take each horse out for a ride to get some exercise get their blood going.
The Gig was open for business should anyone else like a ride.