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Even watching him closely, I still had no clue what he did exactly, or how to replicate it.
“Take the reins, Cricket,” Jase directed, and handed me two straps of leather.
“Doesn’t he need a leash?”
He smiled, shaking his head. “The reins will act as his lead.”
I wrinkled my nose. “Not a leash, then.”
“No. If he was haltered, he’d have a lead, not a leash.”
“To lead him around. I get it.”
He chuckled. “Exactly. Keep to his left side, right by his head, and follow me and Boston into the arena. Do you think you can handle that?”
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