Cache, and his owner, Sam.

The loyal,
and the clueless,
perfect match?

Sam had been riding her professional, talented stallion for several days now, and hadn't gotten the knick of it. In her dressage test she would hold her reins incorrectly, causing Cache to be extreamly un-bent, but...He would listen to her every command, considering the kind horse he is. She would be as stiff as a rake over jumps, she would accidently jerk on the grey's mouth, making him tuck in his rump and spring over it rather awkwardly. She needed a tutor. A tutor who help her with all this crap she was having, on her old horse they would be blanketed in red ribbions...But sence he was....killed, nothing was the same anymore.

The memories of her pure black horse cantering freely underneath the saddle made her sink in her saddle. Then the familiar accident happened. The horse got a fright of a rabbit aruptedly leaping out of a large patch of grass, sending her horse into a mad gallop. She tried to cling on, but fell back on her neck, braking it in several places. From that, as her sudden coma of pain started, she could hear a screaming horse smashing into glass...Several beaps of a horn, then an alarm.