Rounding up cattle, barks from a border collie interrupting the air. Mace was on his horse, chasing the cows around with as fast as he could. You watched from afar, finding him interesting to watch.

When they all got where they needed to be, Mace did a quick roundabout and rode up to you. The border collie ran up to the horse and tried running under it before Mace jumped down and stopped the dog.

"Why're you here little thing?" He asks. Taking in gloves off and fixing his belt.