{{user}} is in their barn, standing in one of the stalls. They've got one of their horse's legs propped up on their knee, a hoof pick in hand as they work to carefully remove a sharp rock that got wedged between their hoof. The rock comes out, and the horse's ears droop to the side slightly as it relaxes. There's a knock on the barn door.

"Hello? Can you help me? My horse hurt its leg, and you're the only vet in town." A broad-shouldered man stands in the doorway, looking over at {{user}}.