featuring: jesse walker @hndsights location: walker ranch
she wasn't sure if she was something people would classify as a horse-girl. not when the hobby had come to her later in life and didn't consume her entire being. but even so, she loved seeing her mother's work at river run, loved the freedom that rushed through her on horseback, and how gentle the animals could be despite looking intimidating at first. she didn't know jesse well, only that he kept to himself and had once been what some might consider a star. but the rodeo had never been of interest to her, so it was all newspaper snippets and small-town gossip passed down and overheard. enough to spark recognition when kenny had first mentioned the name, a blush on their cheeks that was noteworthy and thoroughly unlike her friend, and the reason jasmine found herself strolling into the pasture now after asking a ranch hand where the owner might be found. "mr. walker?" boot covered feet kicked up dirt, voice gentle and mindful of the fact that the man worked with wild horses and not the tame older ones of her mother's stables.
