Riley
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Post by Riley on Mar 10, 2008 14:58:54 GMT -5
She sighed lightly as she patted the studs neck. Alright Zues darling, let’s see what you've got Her shoulders shifted as she moved her pants legs up on her thighs followed by pulling them up at the hips. She gave a sigh once more before she jumped up into the saddle. Her seat was a bit forward at first before she straightened herself out. Her heels riveted up and down as she worked herself along the fence rails. She began to warm him up gently.
She gazed back to the center of the indoor arena as she measured the jumps and course in her mind. It was the first time she would be jumping zues and she was a bit nervous. She hadn’t jumped in a bit and it was beginning to work into her gut instantly as she felt his midsection bulged up before he gave a swift kick backward. Hey now settle down. she said letting him canter worked the kinks out a bit better as she let him extend and then recoil into a nice collected trot.
Lining him up was the easy part. Getting her confidence up was the second thing. She looked forward as she let him give a slow canter about the indoor arena. The quiet was what she wanted, while most were in the outdoor she snuck off into the indoor to get some practice in. Shoulders rolled forward as the equine set himself for the first jump. Simple oxer style striped polls set at a gentle height of about 3'5" and she was ready. With a relieving breath she urged him into the proper stance and readied herself. She pulled her upper torso forward and leaned into is as she almost closed her own eyes. The smooth landing came quickly as she took in a breath and then released it. We made it huh boy she patted his neck swiftly before they headed off for the next in line.
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Post by Ryan Green. on Mar 10, 2008 19:47:24 GMT -5
a teenage girl of eighteen years moseyed through the metal gate which lead into the comfort of an indoor riding arena. next to her, a large, grey mare, covered in dark dapples, was confined under a neat collaboration of tack and lead by the bit. beneath the leather saddle rested a thin, extremely yellow, saddle pad; and the mare's forelimbs displayed matching polo wraps. the girl who lead the large horse goes by the name of ryan green. her short blond hair was confined beneath her black riding helmet. her green eyes where accented with nothing more than a bit of mascara and eyeliner on her upper lids; although all of this was from the day's previous events. it was extremely rare for ryan to fancy herself up for time she would be spending with horses. the dark denim jean that covered her long legs was covered by saddle brown, full english riding chaps. falling from her shoulders, she wore a dark emerald wife beater.
quickly, the teen closed the gate behind her and her horse before hurrying into the corner near to the mounting block and out of the way of the other rider currently jumping a course. ryan took a moment to successfully tighten the mare's girth before she pulled on her sturrip iron and mounted. the mare stood obediently as the teen unraveled her other sturrip. finally, placing both feet into the irons, ryan kissed her pink lips together once, pressing her calves against the horse's sides and turning her away from the corner and along the rail. she made sure to keep the mare, who went by the name of sunny, along the rail and, as best as she could, out of the other rider's way. i hope i'm not intruding, ryan called to the other rider, her eyes scanning over her and her mount quickly as she collected her reins. the mare beneath her was tracking forward at a good walk, and ryan quickly moved her up and into a slow sitting trot.
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Riley
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Post by Riley on Mar 10, 2008 22:43:26 GMT -5
Singular digit touched the reins as she slowed down looking a bit startled at the gate closing. She thought she would be alone and now there was another female. Her hand patted the stallions neck as she urged him forward squeezing her calves a bit against the black tack that covered his spine. Her form shifted upward as she took the next jump. He had been doing well so far and now the distraction seemed to take him off aim slightly. She never minded it as she cantered him forward to the last of the set. Her hands pulled gently back whoa zues she said to him in a soft vocalization.
Not at all She smiled toward the girl on the dappled mare against the railing. She patted his neck once more as she looked back toward the course. It was purely for a beginner and she was merely brushing up on her skills. She dismounted before she led him to the first jump and let him stand. Thankfully good training was built into this horse for he would now stand ground tied until called upon. Her shape moved from rail end to rail end as she changed the heights of all the jumps. Not by much though, she was still a bit rusty on her form and needed the practice. It had been a bit since she jumped and she knew she probably had made a fool of herself on the first jump.
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Post by Ryan Green. on Mar 11, 2008 14:26:15 GMT -5
ryan nodded to acknowledge the girl's words, sending a polite smile her way, and then turning her head and looking ahead of herself once more. the mare lifted her outer forelimb, and ryan rose out of her seat; automatically, the mare's pace picked up, reaching her long legs farther. ryan was pleased with the mare's large stride, and could have asked for a smoother ride. circling the large horse at the end of the arena, ryan then cut across the diameter of her circle and switched her direction. she now tracked left.
the girls' attention quickly slipped away to the stallion standing in the center of the ring. he's gorgeous, ryan commented to the girl as she rose the height of her jump course. shit, ryan mumbled under her breath, facing the reality that she would then have to dismount and lower the jumps to an acceptable height after the girl had finished with the course. it would be unfair to ask for a jump that high from her mare without starting with something at least around three feet. sighing deeply, ryan tended to her lightly rising heels by pushing more of her weight into the sturrips.
after three times around, the teen circled the large grey once more, using the center of the ring, able to easily maneuver around the jumps there. upon returning to the rail, ryan sat into the saddle and pressed her heels into the mare's barrels gently. fluently, the mare rocked into a calm canter, her head remaining level all the while.
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Post by Riley on Mar 11, 2008 22:58:40 GMT -5
Shoulders shifted as she measured the heights out. She cocked her head upward as she heard the girl speak toward her direction. Oh, thanks. He's quite a big boy. Your horse, wow she is breathtaking. She felt right to give the just worthy compliment back. Her horse indeed was a big boy, he stood a bit over 16+ hands and he was still a bit young. Her smile spread as she walked back to her horse and remounted. Her limbs found the right placing as she turned him about faced.
I only set them to 3 foot if you want to jump with us? she asked in a casual tone. Her figure was pronounced in the position as she let him warm his legs back up now. She let him slowly lead into a trot around the arena. She urged him into a slow canter as he tossed his head and gave a sharp buck. She corrected him quickly as he began to canter once more collectively. Mind you manners showoff she scolded him lightly before she reprimanded her seat and began to rock with his movement once more.
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Post by Ryan Green. on Mar 12, 2008 14:49:01 GMT -5
oh, thanks, ryan responded as her horse was complimented. the girl glanced down at the dappled coat of her crossbred project, her eyebrows raising in slight hesitation. breath taking? feeling a bit pissy, the teen glanced over her shoulder, setting a very convincing, fake smile across her lips as she responded to the girl's question. no, thanks, i don't think we're gonna jump today. she turned her attention back in front of her once more, lifting her hands a bit and straightening out sunny's slightly pushed out shoulders. under her breath, ryan finished speaking, not until you leave, that is.
in all honesty, ryan preferred solitude. especially, that is, when she didn't know the people around her. ryan brought the mare down to a walk, simply allowing her to stretch her neck down and apply herself very little. maybe, if she was lucky, the other pair would finish their riding and leave them to work alone.
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