His face brightened as well, her face was oddly familiar. It was so strange that he was so fond of her. It was probably his rebellious bones because he had made a friend. He tilted his head. "Your weird gel works wonders, Kitty. It didn't look anywhere near hoe bad it had been within 2 days. I brought it with me." He sakd happily, almost passionately.

"Aw, thanks. Im so glad it helped you." Kitty smiled. "Hey, you stick around, ill show you all sorts of stuff like that. And maybe some jousting tips, if you're lucky." She teased, brushing past him to walk into the barn and over to Grimm, insinuating that he should follow with her body language.

He chuckled a bit. Wrapping the bandana in his hands around his hands idly. "I'd totally stick around. I'm jousting today so I think we'll have time." He wiggled his eyebrows. He moved out of her way but followed suit. Though st a slight distance. He came up near Grimm's stall "So who's the handsome man here?" He kept his hands to himself, wanting to know if he would be bit or something before trying to touch Grimm.

She chuckled back at him, reaching out to Grimm. He snorted and stuck his head out the stall window, nuzzling her hand for treats. She smiled at Ali, stroking Grimm's nuzzle. "The Grimm Reaper. But don't worry, he doesn't live up to his name at all. He's a giant teddy-bear. I usually call him Grimm, or Reaper." She said, a touch of pride in her voice. The only thing that was really constant in her life was Grimm, and he was possibly the single most important thing to her. She gestured for Ali to come up and give him pats.

He smiled at Grimm's affectionate nuzzling. He figured tshe's had him for a long time from the way she talking. He chuckled a little at his name. "He reaps in the arena though." He said calmly, he patted his pockets, finding one of his carrots for Crow. He fished one up and put his hand backwards up to his nose first, flipping it over open palm to show the carrot for him.

"True." She chuckled, nodding. She watched him pull out a carrot and Grimm perked up immiediately, his lips quivering. Grimm took it as soon as it was available, crunching it a few times before it disappeared. After, he nosed Ali's hands for more, snorting. She smiled as she watched him with her horse, leaning against the stall door.

He snickered at Grimm's excitement and nosiness. He petted Hid face. "Okay fine. One more." He reached into his pocket and held it up to his nose. "He's really soft." He said cheerfully. "I should go put my carrots away before he begs me for more," he grinned, walking off to near Crow. The tournament would start soon and he was excited. He figured they had about twenty minutes, armor taking up most of that. He stepped into Crow's stall, the saddle ready on the stall door. He slid it onto Crow, tightening the girth and sliding the bridle on. He fished around in the bag of armor he had and found the face and leg armor and attached it to his tack.

"Careful, he'll run you dry if you keep treating him like that." Kitty teased, laying a kiss on Grimm's muzzle. "That's a good idea. Grimm has the best puppy eyes on planet earth." She chuckled, following Ali to Crow's stall, and reaching out to give the stallion a pat. Grimm stuck his head out after them, snorting. "And who is this handsome boy?" She asked happily, listening to Grimm give a nosey whinny as she stroked the horse's neck.

Crow eagerly nosed on her palm, trying to wiggle his lip on her. He was still staying still enough for Ali to pin the armor on his horse. "This is Crow. He's an attention seeker." He looked up at her and smiled for a moment. Moving sround to Crow's other side, running his hand along his flank and rump onto his other side and pinning that side on.

She let out a small giggle, running her thumb over his nose happily. That was a new sound for her. "Sounds a whole lot like his owner." She teased, looking down the aisle to see a few younger, 10-13 year old boys walk up to Grimm's stall and begin to tack him up. She smiled. If she had one weakness, it was always for her squires. She tried to keep the same ones over the years, until they decided to leave. She turned back to look at Ali, stroking Crow's muzzle. "Good luck. You'll need it." She smiled, giving him a small wink and slipping away to the front of the barn, grabbing her bag and walking to the bathroom to change.