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Post by Melanie on Aug 13, 2006 10:43:40 GMT -5
Aidan was extremely excited when they brought Charlie home. She was his horse now, and he could bond with her and do what he wanted. He had already worked with her in riding, and knew they were getting along great. And he knew she could jump, and he missed it, so he had laid the barrels on their sides on the inside of the rail, and had found an extremely old english saddle that fit Charlie's back. He patted her neck as she stood easily and then looked at the barrels. They weren't very big, but some horses refused. Maybe Charlie wouldn't. He mounted her and warmed her up, finally cantering her for a while and returning her to english for the moment. All of the memories came up at him once more, and he pushed them away, not wanting to relive it all. He took a deep breath and looked towards the makeshift jump, then turned Charlie towards them. The paint mare perked her ears forward and extended her gait, so Aidan pulled her in a bit. Once they neared it, he countedthe strides and on one, he let her go. She flew over them, jumping them bigger then needed, but not caring. She had wanted to jump again. He smiled as they landed and let her canter away, patting her neck happily as they slowed to a walk.Good girl Charlie...
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Post by Raelynn on Aug 13, 2006 11:37:36 GMT -5
I walked from the bunkhouse to the barn, my mind was filled with the lingering memories and thoughts but no one knew. My eyes had taken on a dark grey color, but they were still green. Pale grey jodhpurs accented my eyes, making the grey in them standout. I wore a simple dark green t-shirt. Hidden under the collar of the shirt was my necklace, the one I had wore than one day. A soft sigh escaped me as I took the hollow heart between my thumb and index finger. Gaze averted mindlessly to the arena, seeing a team go over a jump near perfectly. My pace shifted and I headed to the arena. I leaned against the rail, resting one foot on the bottom rail. I had left my hair down that day, but I had a hairbow around my wrist. I watched the two, I knew Aidan was taught to ride english in his younger years just as I had been. And I knedw his secrets also, and he knew mine. Arms crossed, resting lightly on the rail. I was tired, the dreams I had last night faded into nightmares. I knew the next couple nights would be the same as well. I hadn't ridden english for almost a week, and it was driving me crazy. The other day I had began to post the trot while exercising one of the stable horses.
Gaze averted back to Aidan, I lifted my hand to my mouth as I yawned. Today would drag on forever. But I would spend as much time as I could at the stable, I didn't want to be by myself today. I didn't mind being alone, just not today.
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Post by ღGraceღ on Aug 13, 2006 11:40:27 GMT -5
Marlie had come to see her cousin, Jake, the 13 year old had just had a terrible incodent in the woods, but she wanted to ride again, but this time, she was going to ride the sleek black mare, Rocket. Marlie mounted the sleek mare, settling into her Hunter Jumper saddle, she took hold of the reins and as soon as Rocket felt tension at her sides she was off, cantering gracefully. Marlie slowed the fast mare and trotted her for 20 minutes before clicking her into a canter again, they came upon a jump and Rocket's heart leaped with joy as she internily sprouted wings and soared over the jump. Rocket: Marlie:
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Post by Raelynn on Aug 13, 2006 16:30:56 GMT -5
I seen the other, watching her for a moment. I felt a desire for something, and that was to soar again. But I would never be the same. I looked down at my boots, the soft black color had faded slightly and there were scuffs here and there. Blonde locks were swept away from my face as I ran my fingers through my hair. Maybe Sam needed some of the horses exercised today, maybe I would check into getting me a horse. But was that a good idea? The next couple days would be rough for me, but I had returned to my normal self in the years that had passed. I continued to watch them mindlessly, leaning against the rails.
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Post by ღGraceღ on Aug 13, 2006 16:34:20 GMT -5
Marlie cantered over to the blonde.Hi! She said cheerfully.
(no muse)
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