When Damien finally saw the drummer he turned Cyanide away from the people petting her and trotted over. The rubber coated shoes they used to quiet thier horses didn't clip quite as much on the concrete.

Cyanide would definitely eat up treats. Damien glanced down at Zack while patting his horse's neck. "She's an appaloosa crossed with Clydesdale."

She pawed at the ground briefly, alert and used to a lot more chaos than there was here. Like her rider the quiet and safety was a little unnerving.