[McCree looks and feels like a natural on his steed, leaning forward and getting as much speed and momentum out of each thunderous hoof as it tears through hard dirt. He hears Lavellan closing in fast. The race only lasts a matter of seconds and because he got a head start, he wins. Not by much, but it was enough to make a difference.
Once he passes the tree he lets his horse slow down naturally into a gallop and then easy trot. The horse exhales through its nostrils like that was either a nuisance or not enough. McCree grins but he knows that wasn't entirely fair. And to Lavellan's credit, he trailed behind only by a little bit. He can tell he's got what it takes. It was just a warm up!]
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Once he passes the tree he lets his horse slow down naturally into a gallop and then easy trot. The horse exhales through its nostrils like that was either a nuisance or not enough. McCree grins but he knows that wasn't entirely fair. And to Lavellan's credit, he trailed behind only by a little bit. He can tell he's got what it takes. It was just a warm up!]
So you can ride. Not bad. Wanna' have a rematch?
[A fair one.]