The boy, in his terror, raced after the horse. His body was obviously frail, by the time he caught up to the now calm animal he was huffing and puffing for breath. "Stupid... beast...," he sputtered propping his hand up on the saddle. It took him a minute or two to notice the man who had calmed his animal but the reaction was somewhat humorous.<br/><br/>Once the boy lifted his eyes again they widened in surprise, he stumbles back and falls on his bottom once more. The silly lad then produced the small dagger he had stored on his belt and with a trembling hand pointed it at the hunter. "W-who are you...?" he asked his voice trembling more then his hand.