Watching and riding the horses

He ran over by the stables and puked "argh that was bad"he said and saw a kid "hey kid come here I need some help"he said with a insane laugh

"Well its not my fualt my girl friend gave me vodka and plus ill clean it up"he said and walked next to you "nice horse"he said

"I'm crow the bloody son of mania and I ran out of the cabin and ran and puked here "he said and frowned "I've seen many people drink like this one kid always has three flasks of achoholc drinks on him"he said

"Oh so that's his name"he said and laughed like a mad man "ugh sorry side affect from being a son of mania your mad"he said and laughed

"So what what do you mean SO he laughed and smiled with a crazy look in his eye "want to fight"he said

"And if you think all mania kids are insane well your right we are I grew up in a insane asylum I was abandend there at the age of eight"he said and looked at the horse "hello horsey"he said

"I can cure it to and maddness is a work of art that keeps getting more beauty ful"he said

"Well I have to go see you later"he said and left

I slipped into the horse stable, my long hair flowing behind me. Horses were beautiful creatures. But I'd never ridden one before. With my height, I'd never be able to make it on top of one of those things. Plus, what if it stepped on me? I see someone with black hair rush out of the stables. I had just seen him rush in there a few moments ago, his face slightly green.
O-kay. I thought to myself, walking inside.
Inside, I saw a boy, around my age, maybe, washing a horse.
"Oh, hello." I said, smiling.

"Maple." I say to him, slightly curious. Why was he here washing horses all alone? If it was a chore, shouldn't other members of his cabin be here, too? "Maple Cyrus, tree nymph. And you?" I probably didn't have to add the tree nymph part, I think a second later. Most people could tell tree nymphs from a demigod. After all, how many demigods had green-tinted skin?
"What are you doing here, all alone?" I ask, my curiosity taking over and completely skipping asking him his name.

"Oh..." I say quietly. That wasn't exciting at all. Before I do anything else, an idea pops into my head. My lips form a smile.
"Mr. Salvador Warrick, how about we go on a horse ride? It seems that you know a bit about horses, and I've never ridden one before. I'd like to, at least once." I ask him, hoping he says yes. "Unless you want to keep washing that horse all day."

"I'm almost done, actually," I put my brush down and patted the horse. "Good fella." I turned to her, feeling wierd that she called me Mr. Salvador Warrick. I grinned and answered, "Of course, Miss Maple Cyrus, you can ride the horses."

OOC: Do you want to stay on this topic or go to another topic? (since the topic says, 'watching the horses', not riding the horses.)

((I don't really care. I think you can edit the title if you edit the first post.))

"See, that's the thing. I can't quite reach the horse. It's taller then I am." I explain to Salvador. "And I can only go so far. I'm tied to this camp; I can't leave..." I also say, even though he probably already knows that.
I walk over to the different horses. "Maybe I should take a pony instead. Aren't they just small horses?"

OOC: Done. I've edit my first post.

BIC: "Hmm..." I was calculating her height, and I agreed. She should take a pony. "Here," I directed her to one small horse. "I found her--she's a girl, by the way--earlier when I was washing the horses. I think she'll like you." I opened the horse's gate and guided the horse to Maple.