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Post by xx. Cavalletti on Dec 26, 2006 0:11:11 GMT -5
Lilly turned to Angel."That's ok. But I'm not everyone" Lilly smiled at her. She knew what it was like to get frustrated with people, and often found it more relaxing riding, or being with animals rather then people. In saying that, she also could be outgoing, friendly and sociable with everyone. She mounted Lady, and asked the Palimino Thoughbred to move into a forward walk.
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Post by mustang5jk2 on Dec 26, 2006 10:02:02 GMT -5
((Fist off, it kind of is my business, seeing as I play the horse and I'm in this post too. Second of all, it's not like you'd never get to ride them, it was only for the day. Third, if you're in a thread that you like, you usually want to keep on posting, so Lilly was just keeping the thread moving.))
Carbia snorted as the stranger clipped her onto the cross ties, but relaxed a bit as the curry comb went over her hide and comforting words were whispered. A low whicker of satisfaction could be heard as the corn husk brush and lavender oil were used and her muscles relaxed completely.
The mare moved forward with long smooth strides. Before the two humans weren't happy, but now they were-or were they. She snorted in frustration-humans could be too complicated sometimes.
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Post by ღGraceღ on Dec 27, 2006 20:59:31 GMT -5
(Ummm hello! DID I NOT JUST SAY THAT I WAS GROUNDED? Gawd mustang5jk2 you always blow things out of porportion!) Angel kept speaking the soft words as she went to get the Arabian's English tack. She gently slipped on the saddle pad, lifting the saddle over it, she cinched the girth loosely and went to the mare's head. She took the bridle, warming up the bit and slipping it gently into her mouth and cinching the cheek strap. She cinched the girth tighter and undid the halter, slipping it off.
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Post by mustang5jk2 on Dec 28, 2006 10:56:32 GMT -5
Caribia stood patiently, but pranced around a bit as the halter came off, eager to work. She shifted her weight and stamped her hoof, wanting badly to burn off some energy that had gathered within her for a few days. Snorting, she looked around as the tightened the girth, willing her to hurry up.
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Post by ღGraceღ on Dec 28, 2006 19:25:19 GMT -5
Angel stroked the mare a few more times before pushing her left foot into the stirrup and sliding into the confortable English saddle, she turned the mare around, clicking to her softly to speed into a jumpy walk.
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Post by mustang5jk2 on Dec 28, 2006 20:05:23 GMT -5
Caribia could feel the human's confidence and respected it, obeying and moving into a working walk with a smooth gait. Her rider seemed to be comfortable with her and didn't flop around. It made her want to work as well as she could.
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Post by ღGraceღ on Dec 28, 2006 21:18:40 GMT -5
Good girl. Angel praised the mare, she turned the equine into an arena, asking the horse for a smooth, English trot, she waited for the beat before she started to post to the rythom
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Post by xx. Cavalletti on Dec 28, 2006 22:54:25 GMT -5
Lilly smiled, murmuring to the mare, and fel the long, smooth stirdes beneath her. She clicked her tounge and squeezed, murmuring Trot on.
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Post by mustang5jk2 on Dec 29, 2006 10:53:54 GMT -5
The mare obliged, trotting at a good pace that didn't slow down or suddenly speed up. Yes, she decided, her rider was good. She knew how to post well and didn't cause her any discomfort. Her muscles relaxed a bit more and she gradually changed their present beat into a light, springy gait.
The palomino made the change from walk to trot, keeping a steady pace. Upon beginning, she wondered how good of a rider this human was. She had been good at a walk, but a trot was much different. She'd have to wait and see.
Sasha cooled off Imohtep since Jen had left and untacked and groomed him out, thinking all the while. Perhaps him and Anck-su-namun would make a good foal. She put him back in his stall and looked into the arena, seeing Caribia and Lovely Lady working.
She smiled and began walking over to the mustang pasture, stopping when she looked over to the driveway, noticing three large approaching trailers, each bearing the Crystal Stables logo.
The three trailers crawled up the driveway, on edriven by Jen, one by Billie Joe, and one by Gerard. Gerard's held Deal Me In, Crystal, Whiskey Lullaby and Breeze; Billie Joe's held Rocky, Deset Angel and Ashes; and Jen's held Roar, Jaguar and Freedom's Call. All were horses from the auction that had been abandoned, all were the stables new projects.
Each trailer was unloaded and each of the groups were put into seperate pastures with horses they'd known at the auctions to keep them comfortable. Sasha walkd over, recognizing some of the horses she'd either bought or wanted at the auction. She began assesing each horse, occasionally jotting down mental notes.
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Post by ღGraceღ on Dec 29, 2006 22:22:31 GMT -5
Pleased with the soft trot, Angel squeezed her legs lightly.Canter. She whispered quietly to the responsive mare.
(Lost: Muse, Reward!)
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Post by xx. Cavalletti on Dec 29, 2006 22:44:48 GMT -5
Lilly felt the beat of the trot benath her, and beagan rising, softly onto the horses back. As the truck pulled up, Lilly watched them, curious. She had seen the horses at the auction but missed them, at least all she wanted were sold. But they were nice horses.
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Post by mustang5jk2 on Dec 30, 2006 18:57:43 GMT -5
((lol, its okay. happens to all of us. ) Caribia moved into the smooth, rocking gait, making her way around the arena. As she passed Lovely Lady, she looked for a moment before focusing back on the task of pleasing her rider to the best of her ability. The palomino was pleased that her rider was going easy on her back and contined on in her nice, easy gait. As the truck went by and the girl looked over for a moment, thinking, she slowed a bit and then sped up again to catch her rider's attention.
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Post by ღGraceღ on Dec 30, 2006 19:34:50 GMT -5
Slowing the horse down, Angel praised her with a pat on the neck.Whata good girl! She said, dismounting, she led the horse out of the arena and back to the cross ties.
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Post by mustang5jk2 on Dec 31, 2006 15:09:49 GMT -5
Caribia snorted and butted her head against Angel's back as she was lead out. As she stood on the cross ties, she stamped her hoof impatiently and looked outdoors, whinnying. She pawed a bit and snorted before stepping forward, eyes holding the image of the pasture.
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Post by ღGraceღ on Dec 31, 2006 15:17:49 GMT -5
Shhh She said. She untacked the mare.
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