Briar Rose walked through the forest, singing softly to herself. Birds answered her singing and woke other animals, like chipmunks, rabbits and one owl. They all came listening, eager to be near the gentle young maiden.
Not too far away, in the same stretch of woods, Prince Phillip rode on his horse. Briar Rose's singing could still be faintly heard.
Phillip was a very handsome young man. He had brown hair and eyes and generally wore a tan tunic over a black shirt, with brown pants and boots that framed tightly around his slim, but fair built physique. He also wore a red cape and hat at times.
Phillip paused and looked around. After a moment he turned to his horse.
"Hear that, Samson? Beautiful! What is it? Come on, let's find out." He turned his horse around, but it struggled back. "Oh, come on! For an extra bucket of oats, and a few carrots?"
The horse nodded with his head excitedly.
"Hop boy!"
They rode off towards the singing. While Samson jumped over a log, Phillip got caught in a tree and fell off.
"Ohhh!" he cried, splashing into the water. Samson held his hat and looked at him. Phillip sprinkled some water at Samson, glaring in annoyance.
"No carrots!"