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Post by skylar makenzee romero on May 5, 2012 13:41:06 GMT -5
Skylar was finally nestled down after a week of unpacking and buying. Her going away gift of a puppy willingly following her. She kneeled down and gave him a pat before tying him up. She grabbed Blue, and crosstied her in the barn. Skylar wasn't one to waste time. She quickly finished brushing Blue and picking her hooves. She put fly spray on her mare, dodging the saddle area. Skylar grabbed her new tack- her parents sold all her tack and bought brand new items.
As she swing the new neoprene pad over, the sensitive mare tossed her head. Skylar shook her head and continued with the saddling. She didn't snug up the shiny Tucker yet though. Skylar dropped the halter and slipped the bit into Blue's mouth. Her Quarter Horse's manners were unbeatable. She clipped up everything, and tightened the cinch one more time. Skylar placed her spurs on her boots, and led Blue to the arena. Blue continued to swish her tail, something she couldn't help. Skylar finally found an arena, and couldn't figure out the name, as with her dyslexia, but she could very easily tell that there was another rider in the arena, and it that pissed her off.
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Post by angus louie callman on May 5, 2012 14:00:51 GMT -5
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it makes me run for cover when you're around. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - his hair swept back against the wind as he moved along the aisles and aisles of horses in the barn. his eyes fell on carmen, his grey horse as he spotted her, standing calmly in her stall, while the horses around carmen tossed their heads around, distressed in their stables. the young adult made his way slowly to the tack room, and grabbed the bundle of tack that belonged to his old 14 year old mare. his hands made swift movements and sooner than later, he stood next to a fully tacked horse. he ran his finger under the girth to check the tightness, then checked the bridle and also made sure the reins weren't twisted. he opened up the door out of the stable, and as he walked over the yard, vaulted up simply and easily onto the old mare, who was slow enough to vualt onto for a beginner.
the mare plodded slwly overt the outdoor arena as instructed, and stopped quietly outside the gate as gus stuck his head inside, and looked inside, to see if there was anyone in there. there was a blonde girl, on her horse, so, to be polite, angus called out to the female riding the horse. excuse me, miss, but may i join you in the arena? gus's voice echoed slightly, and carmen stuck her head up and blew out, a little annoyed.
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Post by skylar makenzee romero on May 5, 2012 14:21:09 GMT -5
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Skylar jumped at the sound of another person. Her eyes focused on a hottie, she grinned wildly. "Sure! Come on in!" She shouted across the arena. Skylar heard her lab puppy bark in annoyance, he'd hated being alone. Skylar clucked Blue into a jog, and the mare snorted excitedly. At a trot, you could move out forever on Blue. Skylar caught up with the boy and introduced herself. "Hi, I'm Skylar. I just got here a week ago. How long have you been here?" She shut up before her thought she was annoying. Skylar silently chewed her gum as Blue plodded along. The boy had beautiful black hair, and a piercing in his ear. Today, Skylar had chosen to wear her dangling feathers, with matched the feather extension in her hair. Skylar dropped the reins real quick to take off her jacket. She tied it to her saddle, and patiently waited for a response to her a million questions, and wondered if he'd answer any in her head..
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Post by angus louie callman on May 5, 2012 15:21:14 GMT -5
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it makes me run for cover when you're around. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - harry nods, his head straightens again as he kicks on his grey mare into a nice beating trot around the arena. the mare slowed down, then eventually stopped. gus sighed. he reached over to the ledge on the side of the arena, and lifted up a cropped whip. he snapped it against carmen's side gently and the mare plodded forward. she bolted into a nice rythym of a trot, and when she showed signs of stopping, or slowing down at all, gus gave the grey mare a sharp tap on the shoulder, or behind the leg if the pace really tripped up.
i'm angus. but call me what you wish. most people call me gus, if that makes sense. he laughed, he was babbling, he babbled when he was nervous. he turned and looked at this blonde beauty on her horse. gus grinned. me? i arrived yesterday. i couldn't be bothered to unpack, and i just wanted to ride! he grinned, she probably thought she might be talking to much. he returned this calmly. you can keep talking. i don't mind. he laughed, and his eyes fell on the lab that belonged to skylar as he kicked and sent the old mare into a slow canter quickly.
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Post by skylar makenzee romero on May 5, 2012 16:34:53 GMT -5
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Skylar laughed a little bit. "It's OK." she said, "I don't have much to say. I showed up about a week ago, but the majority of my time has been spent riding and buying tack! My parents supplied me with only two bags to pack in, as flying from Apache Junction only lets you have two bags for free." Skylar trotted with Gus as he moved out. "I was buying, unpacking, and buying again all week." She chuckled a little, than continued on into a lope.
After a while, Skylar rode by Gus again. She followed any change of direction, or gait. Once she got bored, she brought up conversation. "Well, after this I was gonna go get signed up at the school, you wanna come?" She tossed her hair back and batted her eyes. "Well, anyways, I want to hear more about you! What do you do, besides riding? I do artwork. I used to quad ride in Arizona, once my parents send more money, I might get a couple quads. Do you ride quads?" After a little bit of aimless chit chat about quads, Skylar shut up.
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