Dragon stopped in the middle of the road, Sybil pulled his reins, but Dragon didn’t move.
“Come on, Dragon! If you don't move, I’ll have you boiled for glue!” Sybil told him, exasperatedly. Dragon bowed his head and grazed from the grass verge. Sybil sat back and sighed. Next to her, Gwen giggled.
“What?” Sybil asked.
“Nothing. I don’t know why I’m laughing, if we don’t get back, I’m done for.”
Gwen sat back and they looked at each other, smiling fondly. Sybil moved closer, then stopped, Gwen closed the distance and kissed her softly. They pulled back and laughed.