"He's used to it," he says and finishes putting the tack on the stallion, "alright done. Now we just have to go to the training arena out back." As he says this he leads the stallion through the back doors of the barn and gesture for Camron to follow.

[Camron followed a bit uneasy. "You could still spook the horse.." Camron muttered under his breath. He followed with his arms still crossed. "Do you do riding just because your told to?"]

"He's a brave horse," he says to Camron, "he doesn't get spooked anymore. Also no I don't just ride because I am told to. I've grown to liking riding after doing it for most of my life." Once they reached the training arena Malcolm saw his instructor waiting and apologized before mounting his horse.

[Camron muttered a bit under his breath in annoyance at the lack of concern. He leaned against the wall/fence slightly watching Malcolm. He muttered once more in a minor annoyance before leaving his eyes to wander the arena.]

He began his lessons the same as always with his instructor calling out for him to do certain things. After about 10 laps around the ring Mal thought the saddle felt kind of loose, but didn't think much about it. Soon he broke his horse into a gallop and after a few laps the saddle came fully loose and snapped off. Malcolm fell to the ground with a small yell and landed wrong on his left arm and wrist.

[Camron quickly flinched. "God-" he quickly went over to Malcolm and knelt down. "You okay? Anything hurt?" He gently rolled Malcolm to his back before quickly looking over to see where the horse was. Once he quickly spotted it near the fence walking around he turned his attention back to Malcolm.]

"Ow," he said as Cameron rolled him onto his back. He reached over and pulled his left arm closer to his chest and winced in pain. "Ow ow ow," he says and stops messing with the arm, "my arm doesn't feel that good. I think I landed on it wrong. I knew I shouldn't have rushed tacking up my horse..." Tears formed in his eyes as the pain finally hit him at how bad his arm hurt.

[Camron flinched not knowing what to do. He rolled Malcolm's sleeve up to get a better look at his arm. "There is no blood at least..?" he didnt know how to make the situation better. "Okay.. uhm, take deep breaths, the pain won't get better right this minute, we have to figure out what's wrong.."]

He nodded and took a few shaky breathes as tears fell from his eyes. Behind them he could hear his trainer on the phone with a doctor. -Probably the one that works here- he thought and suddenly remembered his horse. "Is my horse ok," he asked Camron worriedly, "he hasn't ran of has he? Nor is he hurt from me falling off?"

["The horse is fine, it just ran off near the fence." Camron lightly felt around Malcolm's arm, "it's starting to swell up, you definitely did something to it.." he glanced over to the trainer on the phone with a panicked look, he guessed they were calling a doctor.]