“Hey, you ready?” Charles’ deep, soothing voice rang through your ears, making you stop fiddling with the straps of your saddle, and turn to him. You silently nod before climbing on top your horse, which Charles followed with his. You had been assigned a longer mission from Dutch to do with Charles. The two of you would travel around the country for a month, living off the land, finding good work. You kick your horses side to move.