(ALRIGHT I'M SORRY BUT I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE)
Robin smirked as she stood up, turning back toward the stalls. "I'll introduce you to Etanma." She went back a few doors, then opened it up to let out a white Irish Hunter. The mare was tall and agile, but nothing Leo couldn't handle from Robin's perspective. "She's sweet... And a good war horse. She had a foal last month, a day after the father died. I don't think you'll have any trouble, right?" Robin lifted a hand to stroke Etanma's forehead, to which she received a nuzzle. "Go ahead, try her on for size. She isn't wild like Perun."