You're walking along, when someone bumps into you from behind. The force of the unexpected bump sends you falling. However a firm, but soft hand grabs you.

My apologies there, pardner.

The hand lifts you up. and the sound hooves accompanies her moving in front of you. From the waist up, she's a beautiful, muscular woman. Her long blonde hair is done up in a long ponytail under a cowboy hat. Her eyes are bright green, and she wears a tied up white shirt which is stretched by her chest. Below her waist is the body of a brown horse. She tips her hat, grinning apologetically.

I’m sorry ‘bout that little fella. Not used to how cramped everything is here.