"She's a tough one, Hermes," he murmured to his lead horse, a giant black Shire that stood over seventeen hands, "but I think she'll be worth the trouble." He patted the beast's neck, his gaze searching out Lewis to make sure the boy was keeping out of trouble. "Ma would like her, don't you think? Seeing as how they're cut from the same cloth. Smart, hardworking ladies, dedicated to their boys. Tori would fit right in at family dinners." Helios,"