Casey smiled at Marcy.
"Yeah, no harm done. Don't worry about it."
Casey stepped up to the stirrup and put her boot into it like she had seen Goob do and swung herself up into the saddle. She reached down and grabbed the reins and gently guided Jack over to where Goob was waiting on them. He grinned and nodded his approval at her handling.
"See, you're a natural. You sure you've never been around horses before? You sure made friends with Jack quick."
"Really, Goob, never. I guess I'm just good with animals."
"Yeah, you're right about that."
Once the three of them were heading up the trail in single file, Goob started to explain the various hand signals used while hunting. You didn't want a voice to carry, which would only spook the game. He pointed out several game trails along the way, explaining that some were for smaller animals while others were from deer or possibly elk. Marcy would interject a point or two if Goob didn't explain things to her liking.
