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Post by danica on Sept 22, 2008 20:35:32 GMT -5
a horse and his rider stood quietly outside of the arena. the girl mounted up and looked down at the horse, "come on lurue, let's go," the girl, danica voesy, said as she walked the horse into the arena. she eyes focused to wards the center of the ring and the pair halted at x. giving her normal salute, danica gave a nudge on lurue's side and he proceeded on at a smooth, yet elegant trot. his hoofs grazed the dirt as he turned right at c, almost pivoting if he weren't moving so fast. danica looked down the side of the area, changing gait to a medium trot that turned into a piaffe as they made there way to the next corner.
dressage was like second nature to both danica and lurue. it was like they were born to do it. every piaffe, passage and flying lead change came so quick and easy, sometimes they could improv something and make it look like it was practiced for moths on end. since danica had been riding since she was five, it made sense. learning intro level when she that age and growing more and more talented as she got older and getting into the higher levels. lurue had been ridden in fourth level once or twice and the owner had promised he could still excel in lower levels that danica would do.
as they turned, lurue changed gait again, to a canter. from there, they diagonally crossed the arena at a side-passing pace that was rather quickly and,well, peppy. danica stayed still though, not wanting to fall off like she had many times at this speed and rate of movement. she was also conscious of her body since she wasn't wearing a helmet, but a top hat on her head so if she were to fall, well, she'd probably die or have a horrible injury.
she pulled gently back on the reins,"bein lurue," danica said as she slowed him down. they didn't stopped at x like usually, but somewhere between b and e. her white gloves patted lurue's now sweating neck. she made a face and wiped it on her breeches. "ew," she mumbled and laid the rains near the pommel of her saddle. there they stood, now somewhat relaxing for a moment or two.
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Post by poppies on Sept 24, 2008 14:37:51 GMT -5
Shawna had her back in a twist and her leg had a cast on it yet it wasn't gonna stop her from riding. In that last week both Shawna and Juniper had gone out to New York and won champion ribbons in two three day eventing trials. All though they happened in less than two days they were really fun and Juniper did great. All though after the show she rode the mare for fun about to go on a soft trail ride. What had been wrong with Shawna then? The mare bucked her off she she had gone to the doctors after putting the mare away. She had sprained her ankle and had managed to get a really bad knot in her back.
"You wench. That is twice in one month you've bucked me."
Juniper held her head there while Shawna limped slowly to the left side of the mare to slip the bit into her mouth. It was a blue nylone bridle that was meant for swimming or western. Rocky ad it before Shawna sold him to make her bills and stuff. Juniper was going in for surgery in two months for her leg. There had been some tissue swelling but the vet said it would progress if something was done with it.
He said that the beginner dressage courses and maybe a small hunter fence course would be fine. Anything to hardcore would only hurt her more. So the sale of Rocky was gonna cover most of the surgery's bill and her friends from her hometown had started a program in the local schools and managed enough money for his surgery and some vet care for a week.
Wearing a set of blue shorts that fit neatly on her legs and a black tee-shirt was all she needed. On her left foot was her paddock boot with a tall boot sock there as well. Her right foot had the dull blue colored cast that went half way up her calve. And a set of black riding gloves on her hand and her black helmet.
Tossing the set of reins over her head she limped herself to the arena leading the bay mare. Opening the door to the arena she saw another girl and closed the door behind her. Juniper seemed to know something was different and kept a calm temper as they walked to the mounting block. Shawna managed herself perfectly fine onto the block and then slid herself cautiously onto the back of the horse.
Collecting herself she turned the bay into a circle and asked her to walk. Juniper kept a confident and perfect frame as she walked. Her legs were picked up high and she began to prance in place before she felt a kick on her side softly. Picking up a careful trot the mare was biting at her chest and they passed the other woman and her horse who looked well bred. Both of them not just the horse.
"Inside."
Was all to be said to the lady as she passed quickly almost seeming to be galloping. Juniper kept a nice collected trot with her small steps she looked awkward. Her tail lifted high and her head nicely put into a frame. Each step seemed perfectly placed as the two sailed around the arena. Shawna kept her hips in a nice movement and she knew that if Juniper bucked or even did something wrong she'd be dead. |
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