Should+she+pick+Harley?

“Move Harley!” exclaimed Amelia, kicking Harley in the side to make him go. Slowly, Harley took two steps forward before stopping again. “Ugh!” frustrated, Amelia dismounted her horse and yanked on the reins. “Harley, we need to go! Come on!” she yelled. Harley took a few steps back, looking behind him, and he seemed to be trying to make himself smaller. “What’s wrong?”Amelia asked, moving around to his side to mount again. Harley’s ears flattened and the whites of his eyes showed. “Harley?” Amelia gently kicked him. Harley lept into the air in pure fright, spinning around and galloping full speed towards home. “Harley, slow down!” Amelia screamed, hanging to the reins and saddle for dear life. Suddenly, Amelia heard a click and immediately knew that his back hoof had hit his front hoof, Harley’s constant problem. Harley was tripping towards the hard, rocky, earth head first. Amelia found herself plummeting towards the ground from her high perch among the falling beast. Landing with a //smack// on the ground, there was only a split second before a pain shot through her entire body. She heard a cracking sound as Harley landed on top of her. Her breath was becoming shallower and shallower and the pain was becoming too much. “Harley….”she squeaked, “it wasn’t your fault….”