Her smile brightens, and she leans forward and speaks to Ghost, urging him forward at the trot. It's not his most comfortable gait, but she's well able to sit it, and he's too restless for a walk to be enough at the moment.
"I'm curious as to how the snow'll look in the trees," she admits.
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"I'm curious as to how the snow'll look in the trees," she admits.