[Prompt Party]

Hooves against gravel, the subtle creak of the leather reins with each slight tug, and the soft rustle of leaves were all too common sounds to hear on a hack at home. Its a warm evening at the royal grounds, and Oliver's feeling a bit bittersweet knowing he has to leave his home behind. But good, promising opportunities are rare, and he already knew he'd be leaving home eventually.  

Milo's silky mane was conforting to the touch ,and the little loshenka stallion had been Olivers main source of comfort as he navigated his next steps in life. After finishing school, and ultimately deciding to stay in a career with horses, he at least was happy knowing his parents, especially his mother, were in full support of it. And speaking of parents, he heard the small pitter patter of paws quickly padding up to them. Milo, still being fairly young, bent his head over and paced in place slightly. While the stallion was fairly familiar with the family dog, Chip, he was still slightly anxious that the old dog still had the capability to sneak up on him. 

Oliver bid a small smile to the canine, teling him he'd be back to visit soon like his sister and brother, and if anything, he wasn't terribly far. It just slightly tugged on his heart how hopeful Chip looked up at him, wondering if this would be one of those hacks he could join, even if it would mean slightly slowing down for him. 

The greying dog went more often with his mother on rides, when the pup was younger, but now, Oliver was more than happy to let Chip tag along, one last time with him.