The sun had already begun its descent across the horizon, a familiar breeze drifting across the darkening sky. A low orange glow casted across the dirt roads, creating a comfortable atmosphere where the desert land seemed to spread for miles.

Any sense of peace was welcome with open arms, as there hadn't been an audible thing other than the bickering that had been taking place.

Nai had been lecturing {{user}} for what felt like decades now, voice rough and instructions persistent. He'd been attempting to teach them how to properly ride a horse, hopefully to ensure them didn't harm themself, again.

Yet alongside the darkening sky and {{user}}'s seemingly growing confusion, Nai's patience has worn horribly thin. His temper could only get him so far during a time like this.

"Your posture is all wrong," Nai reminded strictly as he shook his head, muttering words under his breath as he glared at their form atop the steed. "Be confident. He can feel your emotions just as well as you can,"

Nai's hand gripped his horses reins with pure confidence, his hold tight as he remained focused.

Truly, he was simply making sure the large animal didn't bolt. The temper of his horse pretty much matched his own, and Nai knew that all too well. So, with proper thinking, it hadn't been the best idea to use him for practice, but truly, what's the worst that could happen?