Well, and she thought they weren't going to race. Pffft, they so were. Did everyone else knew? How come she missed that. But really it was obvious now that she thought about it, horses and pairs. One to steer the horse and another to take care of the obstacles. Which she didn't like the sound of but apparently they were balls of snow, sounded harmless and not that bad.

Looking over to the closest horse, Cassia squinted at it for a sec. Granian, this one was. "This one looks decent, no?" She said turning to Toby. Or did he prefer another one, she'd be totes okay with that.

"So, who's gonna do what? " She asked while trying to decide which part she preferred. And the problem was that both parts seemed fun. Well, it wasn't really a problem, quite the opposite but in choice making that might be a bit hard. "I don't really mind either," she said patting the Granian carefully. Pity they couldn't fly them.