Maybe you are right.
She looked back at the son again, just during that moment when he flopped in a pool having slipped when tried to grab reins. The horse, snorting, pranced around of him, her tail fluttered on a wind, as a flag. When the boy got up, he has been smeared in a dust from foots up to a head.
Xena rolled eyes, having seen it.
Solan, dear, why don't you try to treat her with something? - she said. - Hardly you can catch your horse if you would run after her. The horse runs faster human in any case.
Solan spat out last sand from his mouth and put the hand in his pocket, hoping to find a slice of an apple or a cracker there.
Hmm... good idea, actually...why I have not guessed before?