Blackhole woke up immediately when James Brown put the saddle on his back. He hadn't the time to open his eyes that the snaffle was in his mouth. The black horse watched the boy with anger, but didn't move and let James climb of his back.
Once the wood door spent, the couple gone to the desert. Blackhole didn't like this atmosphere. The floor was dry and dusty. He couldn't drink anything, and the sun shined badly. He walked slowly, but James looked like in a rush, although he had to gallop.

A few minutes later (which seemed during hours), they arrived in the city. The Lusitanien was never going to Goldfield, but heard some of things about that. However, he just knew that the cavalry and the city were partners. The lack of water was abnormal, and men wanted to find a solution. The one time that Blackhole liked when bipeds take charges.
The couple walked in front of the buildings. They came nearer a black mare who was fastened. She was smiling. Blackhole watched her without grinning, even though James fastened him next to her. The man ran away from a door of an office, a missive in the hand.

[Juste pour petite info : Cheveyo est le frison noir et Riza est la jument Red Dun (deuxième signature où tu la vois avec Narcisse - étalon gris :3 Désolée si c'est pas clair :l]