I looked over the herd of Teddies that were currently happily grazing in the long grass of the mountain. One particular gelding had caught my eye when I'd ridden past earlier, and i was scanning the entire herd hoping to spot him again. In my hand the colourful ribbon jingled gently, and I closed my fingers around it to stop the noise from spooking any of the ponies as I quietly walked closer. I'd braided the ribbon ahead of time, threading the colourful strands through the bells, ready to ho...
