Eryss plead with her grandfather, with honesty flowing out of her eyes; but her elder wouldn't have it. He shook his head, waving his hand in the direction of a very tall round pen behind the barn. "No, no, Eryss, that horse didn't jump out of her paddock. She's two, she's unbroke, and she's a scrawny little thing. If it makes you feel any better, go stick her in the mustang pen. We haven't gotten any from the BLM for a while, me and your gram are getting a little old for that, so it's got it's grass back by now. She can't stay there forever, so you'll have to come to your senses eventually, my girl.
Eryss simply nodded and took what she got. Aspen was settled again in the high-paneled area. It wasn't very big, not even as large as the arena Eryss' lesson was in. It was big enough for Aspen to take a few leisurely lope circles around to check out her new spot, before finally settling down and reaching for some grass. Eryss sat there in the middle of the pen, watching her gelding enjoy himself. "Don't get too used to it, buddy. Grandpa says that me and you are having a little lesson later today with my momma. He says my momma used to break the horses here, when she was younger," Eryss spoke to the horse for almost an hour, happy to have a friend that would just listen to her. Aspen didn't acknowledge her too often, maybe a simple head raise here and there, but Eryss was okay with that. It had been since the move from the big city that Eryss truly had any friends besides her family to just talk to and enjoy. She had been very worried about meeting people, knowing it was a small town. Eryss' mother had assured her that once school picked up, it wouldn't be much of a problem. This was all good and well - but school didn't start for another two months. Until then, she was to rely on the horses around her for comfort.
She honestly couldn't believe she had been hesitant before. The horses really seemed to comfort Eryss, and riding was one of the most blissful things the girl had experienced. She smiled, warming up to the idea of staying here in Oregon. She stood up, brushed the grass off of her bum, and walked out of Aspen's temporary home, making sure the latch was firmly closed behind her. She made her way into the house, where Gram was rinsing some fruits and vegetables from the garden. "Need some help?" Eryss' asked sweetly. Gram glowed, smiling and reaching a hand back to smooth Eryss' hair. "Of course, my girl, I always love your help." The two began rinsing and scrubbing the garden fresh produce, giggling and chatting away.