Feels like heaven

[falconx]

Roxy walked in to the stable area. A little bit ago some people had brought her new horse. Her first ever arabian. She had heard and learned from experience they were really high spirited. a Exercising a few before she had made the decision to get one had been a pretty good idea. She'd seen Dash's add in the newspaper a few weeks ago. Feeling like she had been waiting for months she lengthened her confident stride. She figured he would be quite a handful since he was a stallion, but she wasn't to worried, she had after all had grown up with horses most of her life. Hearing an inquiring nicker she broke into a slow jog.

Finally she came upon several men trying to keep a rambunctious stallions hooves on the ground. A smile claimed her features. He was a handful all right. His name fit, "Dashing Danger". She liked the way it sounded. Glancing at his front hooves as they sliced through the air she had to agree with the last word in his name, danger. Once the stallion was calm she walked slowly up to him holding out her hand for the stallion to sniff. Reaching out cautiously he sniffed loudly and slightly nudged her hand with his perfect shaped arab nose.

Working slowly she ran her hands along his body so he could get used to her touch. Throughout the whole "exercise" he just twisted his head and gazed at her curiously. Finally after some time with him she had him saddled and bridled. To her he looked like equine perfection, the way he arched his neck and pranced as she led him outside she was pretty sure he thought so to. Walking him out to where an area she could mount she stopped him. Then put some slight pressure on his back. Finally she swung her right leg and it arced over his back, landing softly in the saddle she took up the reins.

It felt like heaven. She hadn't been on a horse in 4 months. Thankfully all her riding muscles weren't to out of whack. She grinned as the wind blew her brown curly air out behind her. Turning him she sent him off in the direction to the Pinewood Trail. She had heard it was a great place. Riding along at and even trot as she guided her horse. Her horse! It felt so good to say those simple two words again. Signaling him he broke into a gallop mane blowing back so it whipped her face. Her eyes looked between his to upright ears. This was what freedom felt like. Slowing him back down to a lazy walk she enjoyed the sights. Now hopefully one day she'd have a friend to ride with...

[princess]

It was early morning,Daphne was ready to saddle up and hit the trail with her mustang.Yeah,she had spent a couple days doing the jumping with her Stallion but she really did not like that,she prefered her black Mustang that she called "Wild Thing."It was much better suited for her after all, she was a cowgirl at heart.And would not be a cowgirl at heart?After all,she was raised on the open country around Lexington,Kentucky.So she had taught herself to ride Western Style so she could go out in the open country and just ride in the trails. Daphne had though about joining the rodeo circuit but that was not going happen,her Mother nor Father were not going allow it,she was not going anger them further.

Daphne walked into the stables dressed in blue jeans and tank top,with an straw cowboy hat on. She felt like cowgirl already even though,she had not mounted her Mustang in months. Daphne walked to his stable open the door,she grabbed his reins and just slowly walked him forward. She did not need Wild to thrash her,it was not fun getting kicked by the Mustang.Daphne put her hand on his skin softly and just stroking and just smile as she walked around.

As she exit the barn with him,she mounted him slowly and threw her rope to the front of her saddle. She did not if she was going much use for it but she was going bring along none the less. It was just something,she had for in case of emergencies. Daphne held on to the saddle as she eased him into the trail.

The trail was one of the places,Daphne enjoyed riding besides the racetrack and the jumping arena. She smiled at the girl near the trail with a horse, she did not recognize her at all,she was probably new.Daphne stopped and held to the reins and just smiled at her,
"Hi!Are you new?I have not seen you around here before. I'm Daphne."

[falconx]

Roxy's eyes danced, she was finally riding her new horse. A spark of sadness lit her eyes at the memory of her first horse. Shaking her head vigorously to try and rid the images from her mind, causing her dark brown curls to follow in the movement. Squeezing slightly with her legs she let him go into a springy trot, posting in rhythm. The sound of leaves crunching under hooves and soft sound of her landing on the saddle while she posted, reached her ears. Taking a few seconds she glanced up at the sun, it was still high in the sky so they should have plenty of time to ride. Looking back down between Dash's ears she gently pull on the reins till he came to a stop. Reaching out with one hand she felt his hide, not hot or damp at all. She smiled with satisfaction and gave him a pat.

At the sound of approaching hooves she turned around a little bit in the saddle, Dash was already standing still anyhow. Looking over the horse as the rider came closer, she could usually tell what breed it was, but she was having trouble with this one. A smile lit up on her face as the rider drew to a stop. The girl was pretty similar in outfit, Roxy just had on blue jeans and a white t-shirt. Of course she didn't have a cowboy hat she thought to herself with a smile. She used to wear a cowboy hat all the time when her dad raised quarter horses. Glancing down Roxy compared her english tack to the western tack, the western tack sure was bulky. "Hi! Yeah I'm new, just got here a couple days ago actually. I'm Roxy. I'd offer to shake your hand but..." Lifting up the reins she was holding with a laugh as if to finish her sentence.

[princess]

It was strange,that she met new people in the town,she basically knew everybody around.But it was actually refreshing when new people came,she actually enjoyed it. Daphne loved West Virginia but sometimes it got boring because not many people came by and there was always fierce competition between the riders. So it was nice to actually see somebody new for once, maybe she could have a new friend but she was not sure about that.

Daphne smiled as she held the reins of her Mustang and just smiled at the girl.She just smiled at the girl in her English riding,how much Daphne hated english riding but she was not going tell that to the girl. The freedom that she had with Western Riding, she could not get it anywhere. Daphne put her hat on her saddle and just looked at the girl,
"Thats quite alright, it's harder controlling horse with english saddle. So you riding English only or you ride Western too?I ride both English and Western but I prefer the Western."She paused and slowly stroke her,"This is my Mustang Wild Thing."

[falconx]

Meeting new people was a thrill to Roxy. She absolutely loved it! Of course it was the only thing she liked about moving. She wasn't so crazy about the leaving your old home and friends. It couldn't be helped though. Besides she liked Virginia a lot better than the boot hill of Missouri. Virginia was so much prettier. It had hills and water and green grass. Missouri was flat and had distilled water which attracted a LOT of mosquitos. Shrugging away from her inward thoughts she zoned back into reality.

For some reason Roxy felt like the girl was staring at her... Glancing down she looked at herself and her horse, who was snorting impatiently. Nothing seemed wrong... Looking back up she returned the smile with one of her own. "I don't think so actually... It's just I just got a new horse and I don't know him all that well yet." She pointedly looked down and the black arabian stallion she was mounted on. "I can ride western and sometimes I do but I prefer English, though I hate those tacky outfits they make you wear." Finishing her sentence with a self-concious shrug. Reaching down with a hand she patted her horse on his elegant neck. Which was currently puffed out to impress the other horse. A chuckle escaped her mouth as Daphne said her horses name. "My boy here is called Dashing Danger" Slanting a hand over her mouth as if to direct her whisper she said "But don't call him dashing, it goes to his head" She joked.