You were out on your horse, practicing some jumps for the tournament you had coming up, when Dell pulled up beside you on his own horse. He looked at you, a competitive yet hospitable expression on his face.

"Well, howdy there. Seems like y'all are practicin' for the big gig comin' up too." He chuckled and brushed his horse's mane. "Dusty 'ere's excited for it, ain't 'cha girl?" He smiled, turning back to you. "What about you and this sweet fella?"