Jake shook his head. "Nothing." he said, Prince let out another shrill whinny, and Jake heard the sound of iron hoof meeting fence. Jake grabbed the stallion's halter again, walking out of the barn and up to the pasture, he slipped on the leather halter, the nameplate glinting in the sun; Flashy Prince. Jake smiled and opened the pasture gate, clucking his tounge to Prince, Prince stepped forward quickly, Jake closed and bolted the gate behind them and led his stallion down back to the barn. Prince instantly flattened his ears at Radar, and Jake tugged him away, leading him to a new stall, near the main entrance to the barn, many stalls away from Radar. Jake slipped off Prince's halter, hanging it up, and slid the stall door closed, bolting the bolt before heading back over to Em, wheeling a wheelbarrow with him. He stepped into Prince's old stall, starting to take out all the bedding, for there was now wood in it. He dumped fork full after forkfull of bedding into the wheelbarrow.