Use the story to answer the question.
The Black Horse
I had been riding my black horse through the
thickets of pitahaya from early morning until past
midday. I had no water and the sweetness of the
pitahaya honey caused me great thirst. There was
no place within one hundred and sixty kilometers
where I could get any water. I was getting
desperate, thinking I might die any minute.
But at that moment some great, beautiful clouds
formed. I looked at those clouds and jumped on
my horse and rode to the top of a hill. I carried a
long stick with a fork on the end of it. When I got
there, I kicked my horse with my wooden spurs
and he gave a great jump up toward the clouds,
and I, with my forked stick, made a stab at the
cloud. My aim was good. As we came down, we
were followed by a torrent of freshwater.
I drank and also my horse drank and we both
bathed. Water ran in all the washes. It ran deep in
Sabino arroyo. From that time on there has been
water in Sabino arroyo, for which we all have to
thank my wonderful horse.
What is the problem faced by the rider of the black
horse?
(1 point)
His horse is tired of carrying the rider.
The arroyo is going to overflow its banks.
The skies are cloudy, and it is about to
rain.
The rider is thirsty, and there is no water