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Post by princess on Aug 4, 2008 22:22:39 GMT -5
It was early morning,she needed to take ride on Thunder before taking him to the Jumping arena. It had been while since she had ridden on her horse because other things like modeling kept her busy even though she was full-time rider.But now that she had time,she was going practice with Thunder even though she was in the mood for some Western riding but she did not want tame and calm her Mustang Colt,it would take too much patience and that she did not have.
Daphne grabbed the reins and brought Thunder into practice ring,she just stopped at the entrance of the ring and just observe him. She did not mount him until she walked around him,make sure he let her mount him. If not,he would trash her and she had been receveing end of one of his trashing before,it was not pleasant experience. Daphne walked around him slowly stroking him as she observed him. She mounted him slowly and grabbed the whip on her left hand,it was rare that she used whip on him since he was fast already by nature. Daphne just smiled as she grabbed the reins and the horse slowly trotted into the ring. She just rode slowly around the ring observing his every move before moving into the jumping area. Now,she just wished if somebody would join her in the ring so it would not be so lonely.
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Post by katerina on Aug 4, 2008 22:41:05 GMT -5
Katarina wandered out into the ring tapping her tongue against the stud that pierced her lip. She was annoyed and yet excited all at once. She had a desperate need to test out the new stallion but she did not want to look too eager. This stallion had been bought merely to calm her rage towards her father. Just watching the stallion, and reading the list of his accomplishments, made her almost forget the reason she had him. He was gorgeous long legged, with a nice arch to his gray neck. His gate was even when he walked and he looked good in the shiny black leather that dominated his English tack. Now it was time to see if any of it was true. She wanted to see this horse fly.
In her excitement she hadn’t bothered to check if the arena was occupied and she paused outside the gate staring at the other girl as she started towards the jumping arena. Smiling she opened the gate and eased the large stallion in. Her short form was much smaller than the 16.3hh horse that stood beside her. His gray fur made her red hair shine like fire in the light. She closed the gate as quietly as she could and nodded to the other rider, not knowing how easily the horse she rode spooked. Easily she lowered a stirrup and pulled the reins over his head. She Gripped the saddle firmly and with a tug she was up, swinging her right leg over his saddle and sat for a moment feeling him. Then, finding that Dante wasn’t about to run off she shortened the stirrup to her personal preference.
A small nod was given and she began to walk him around the ring. Dante obviously hadn’t been ridden in a while. The poor brute felt stiff and sluggish so she just let him walk for now, wandering in circles around the arena to let his legs stretch out. She was going to take him through the paces, learn his movements. She had to learn the horse and he had to learn her. Finally she looked back to the other girl “hello.” She said softly when they came close enough. “Nice day huh?”
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Post by princess on Aug 4, 2008 23:38:56 GMT -5
It was not usual that Daphne took her horse to the practice ring,she usually just rode the trails behind her house.But today,it was different,she did not feel like transporting her horse from the stables to her house,it was too much hassle. And she was already dressed to go riding so why get dirty if she didnt have to?But now,she was sort of enjoying riding Thunder once again,she had missed it while being away with modeling and taking care of the new Mustang. She was going make the most of this practice sessions, she needed to feel comfortable on him once more.
Her idea this morning was to done jeans and cowboy boots with spurs and grab robe and go roping some cattle but that idea was deflated pretty quickly. Her usual horse to go roping was taken by one of her sisters, she did not want put her new colt through stress of full galloping after herd of cattle. So,her little Western cowgirl idea was have to wait and she to be content with riding Thunder in the practice ring for little bit. And she did not mind the least,it just she had just different idea fun when she had woken up.
Daphne pulled back the reins of Thunder and just smiled at the girl that came in with her horse. She recognized her from somewhere,but she could not remember now from where. Daphne slightly tapped Thunder with her whip and galloped half pace around the ring,just to get feel of his speed. She stopped next to the girl and just looked at her,
"Yup,it is pretty good day to go riding and roping some cattle. I'm Daphne and you are?"
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Post by katerina on Aug 5, 2008 0:57:20 GMT -5
Katarina sped the stallions walk to meet the other horse’s gate. The stallion happily sped up his long legs a bit looser now. She nodded. “I am an English rider. I can’t ride western to save my life. Otherwise I much agree. I am just seeing what my new boy Dante here can do.” She said calmly and nodded to him. Smirking slightly she stroked the stallion’s neck.
“I am Kat.” She said softly nodding her head as she tightened the reins a bit to slow him into a collected walk. She wanted to see if he would. Dante pranced and resisted so she stopped trying just letting him walk as he liked. She nodded and pushed Dante into a trot. “Sorry got to keep warming him up.” She said and pulled ahead. If the other girl wanted to keep it up. She held the reins loosely figuring if he was going to bolt she could catch some mane and hopefully stay on. If not for the wondering if this was the sort of horse who might do that she might have dropped the reins into the light prance.
He was quick and easy even his trot wasn’t too jarring. Pence had an average trot. If it weren’t for the slight bob she would have thought him cantering. Her hand stretched out to rub along his neck again soothing him as she kept her seat then slowly started posting. Rising and falling with the rhythm.
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Post by princess on Aug 5, 2008 17:56:57 GMT -5
Western was her prefer style, who would not want go roping cow or even go ride a wild mustang,it had sort of thrill to it that she loved.But her Mother had prohibit her from doing it,she told Daphne that it was not lady like and that English riding was more suitable for lady.Daphne was not about to listen to that,she knew what she like but she had to put up with her Mother so she just smile and nodded her head and went about her own business.It was not even worth the fight because she was not going to change her stubborn Mother's mind and her Mother was not going change her. So Daphne did what she wanted to do even though,it was against her Mother's wishes.
"I'm English rider too because my Mother taught me to ride English because she did not want me ride Western.So I kind taught myself to ride Western and felt in love with."She held reins tight of her horse and just went around practice ring another time,she felt he was ready to go into jumping arena but now she did not want leave.Frankly,she really did not want go jumping,she just prefer to hit the trails in jeans and cowboy boots. She smiled at the girl as she just stopped next to her.
Daphne smiled as she fixed herself up in the saddle and just held onto the reins. She looked at the girl and just smile,
"So do you come riding alot?I have not seen you alot around here before."
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Post by katerina on Aug 6, 2008 1:23:18 GMT -5
Katarina worked him through the paces, from trot to canter until she was sure he was going to be a fine ride then she slowed to a stop and stroked him feeling he had not even broken a sweat yet. She grinned. Well she could say one thing for her excessive father. The man knew who to go to for the best horses. It bothered her that this horse was her apology package.
She glanced over as the other girl came forward. “I learned English and I can hardly stay seated western. I don’t know it’s freeing to be on the back of a horse as they clear a fence you know? Just sailing, flying. It’s like magic.” She sighed and shrugged her shoulders trying to brush it off. “I think western is too wild and reckless for me. I am too conformed for that.” She winced at the word but she knew it was true.
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