The two scouts took the him and let their ponies walk while they spoke.

They took the Stock Road over the hills and went towards the Woody End, and they let their ponies walk at their leisure.

His pony had walked the last part of the dirt track; he left her some distance away and came on by foot.

No pony walks upright save to march to his Master's commands or to trot in harness.

The ponies walked slowly because their feet went down into the snow.

There was only a narrow bridge of stone without a parapet, as narrow as a pony could well walk on; and over that they had to go, slow and careful, one by one, each leading his pony by the bridle.

Mr. Mara watched ponies walk to see how their joints bent as they moved.

He leaned down, picked Harry up and settled him into the saddle, then walked the pony, his right hand securely on the reins.