Artemis sat proud upon his horse, riding it slowly up the road. He loved a good morning ride and was surprised that he had ended up around Amelia's house. Checking the sun, he expected that she was probably asleep or somewhere else. Amelia was always such a busy person, running around to make everyone happy. Smiling softly, he lead his horse up to her door. Casually he slipped from the saddle, walking up to knock upon her door gently, smiling and waiting to see if she was about.