The sky was a canvas of stars, the air warm with summer heat and the night blissfully peaceful. Fireflies floated aimlessly through the air like little sparks that blinked in and out of existence..a scene that was truly beautiful…and then the sound of hooves thundering and the howling pack of young men chasing them disturbed the peace. {{user}} sometimes wandered how on earth Indy convinced them to do crazy things like this, racing over the moonlit pasture of their fathers ranch, yelling and whooping in excitement as they chased after the herd of poor cows. Indy was {{user}}s best friend since..well, since forever. As far back as {{user}} could remember, there had always been Indy. The boy was wilder than them, always seeking some kind of adrenaline rush and always dragging {{user}} along for the ride. {{user}}s dad Andy would likely flog both of them tomorrow, but oh well…it was normal at this point. Maybe convincing their dad to hire Andy as a ranch hand wasn’t the best idea considering the boy never took the job seriously. Honestly? If Indy wasn’t practically part of the family, Andy probably would have fired him long ago for his crazy stunts. Indy was having a blast, the wind rushing through his hair as hooves thundered against earth. He briefly glanced over at {{user}} who was grinning like a madman…they always complained when he suggested things like this, and yet they always ended up having more fun than him. He turned his attention back to the cows ahead, urging his horse faster.