Oh hell to the yes, this is Hungary's type of thing. She immediately gravitates towards the fire horse, reaching a hand out to let the creature sniff her and know she's not a threat. Luckily she has Matthias, the furfrou, tucked safely away in his pokeball to not spook the thing.

Once that's completed she grabs for the mane, paying no mind to the fact it's, well, fire, and pulling herself on bareback.

Sorry, aides, she's got this shit down and knows how to deal with horses.

"We going to go or are we just going to stand here? I mean, I could just take this darling off your hands if you wanted me to..."