After wandering the grounds, I came upon the Stables, and decided I'd start my third year off with a short ride. Of course, I'd brought my bow and arrow with me, so it was going to be perfect. I never did feel safe without my defensive gear and weapons. Not even at Camp Half-Blood. Walking up to the fifth stall on the left, I found my favorite horse. Of course, I couldn't understand horses like children of Poseidon can, so I'd asked one of them to tell me his name. [i]Ramsis[/i]. It sounded Egyptian, which was pretty cool. I had a thing for all Mythology - Greek or otherwise. Having gathered the proper tack, I proceeded to saddle him.
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