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Post by §ecret Ådmiration on Feb 16, 2006 23:31:38 GMT -5
Tesla shook her head, and pulled him back towards her. "You sure are a special one.." (lol, out of ideas on that) She said with a small smile, and started to lead him toward his pasture for the night.
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Post by ~Pure Beauty~ on Feb 18, 2006 12:25:37 GMT -5
Cyte followed quietly.
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Post by §ecret Ådmiration on Feb 18, 2006 17:23:12 GMT -5
Tesla continued to the pasture, before letting him loose for the night with a gentle pat of goodbye. "I'll see you in the mornin, boy," she said before she turned and left the pasture, grabbing the halter and lead, and disappeared to the house.
-Next Morning-
Tesla climbed out of bed early, hoping to get back inside before Danny and Amber awoke, and headed downstairs after she changed. She grabbed her coat, and slipped on her boots before she walked outside. The fresh morning air had a smell of burnt wood in it. She grabbed her new horse's halter and lead.. And wandered on over to the pasture.
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Post by ~Pure Beauty~ on Feb 19, 2006 12:10:09 GMT -5
Cyte saw Tesla grab his halter and lead rope and galloped over to the gate. He was hoping she would ride him today.
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Post by §ecret Ådmiration on Feb 19, 2006 12:23:42 GMT -5
She grinned, then stifled a yawn, as she saw Cyte gallop to the gate. "Mornin, boy." She walked in, and slipped the halter on, clipped the lead, and led him out, back toward that shed. The weather was only a little cool, and there wasn't much of a wind, so it wasn't really raw or anything.. Maybe he wouldn't get spooked.
Tesla opened the door to the shed, and disappeared inside for a moment. She gave him a quick brushing before she grabbed his saddle and bridle. Hanging the bridle on the hitching post next to the shed, she walked back to Cyte and let him sniff the saddle pad before she put it on him.
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Post by ~Pure Beauty~ on Feb 19, 2006 12:29:47 GMT -5
Cyte knew what everything was. He'd been ridden many times. He scanned it over quickly and turned his attention to Tesla.
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Post by §ecret Ådmiration on Feb 19, 2006 12:36:26 GMT -5
She shook her head, then settled the pad on his back, followed by the saddle. She tied the girth, not too tight yet, and turned back around and grabbed the bridle. She put a arm over the top of Cyte's head, between his ears, and held onto the crownpiece as she eased the bit into his mouth.
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Post by ~Pure Beauty~ on Feb 19, 2006 12:38:30 GMT -5
Cyte played with the bit in his mouth, then waited impatiently for Tesla to fasten the bridle. He stomped his hoof. He wanted to go!
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Post by §ecret Ådmiration on Feb 19, 2006 12:45:50 GMT -5
"Calm down, boy," she said as she fastened the bridle, and tied the girth again, making sure it was tight. She backed him up a little so they weren't so crowed against the building, gathered the reins, and elegantly swung herself up into the saddle. She let out a sigh as she settled and found her seat. It's been years since I've done this.. she thought to herself, giving Cyte a pat before she turned him.
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Post by ~Pure Beauty~ on Feb 19, 2006 12:52:16 GMT -5
Cyte whinnied happily. It felt wonderful to have someone in the saddle again! He pranced in place. Being the Saddlebred that he was, his legs instinctively raised very high.
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Post by §ecret Ådmiration on Feb 19, 2006 13:00:13 GMT -5
She patted him gently again, "Easy, boy."
She clucked her tounge gently, applying only the slightest pressure with her heels, since he was obviously ready to go.
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Post by ~Pure Beauty~ on Feb 19, 2006 16:05:04 GMT -5
Cyte started into a fast trot. He tossed his head happily. He loved being able to be one with the person on his back.
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Post by §ecret Ådmiration on Feb 19, 2006 16:18:43 GMT -5
She eased back the reins, asking him to slow to a walk. "Hang on, boy.. Not just yet," she whispered, talking mostly to herself now. She was one of those people that forgot to breathe at times when riding, and she forced herself to take a deep breath.
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Post by ~Pure Beauty~ on Feb 19, 2006 21:07:06 GMT -5
Cyte sighed and slowed down. Moment of happiness....over. Cyte snorted, he was pouting.
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Post by §ecret Ådmiration on Feb 19, 2006 21:17:11 GMT -5
She patted him again, "Just wait, boy," she said as she let him walk toward the bridle pass. (We'll just stay here for this, i guess)
When they got closer, and away from the road, Tesla took a glance around at the forest around her, but then looked ahead again and clucked her tounge, asking for a trot until they got to a clearing.
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Post by ~Pure Beauty~ on Feb 20, 2006 12:56:47 GMT -5
- I guess -
Cyte started to trot again. He was happy again. He watched closely as the trees blew in the small wind. He loved the fresh morning air.
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Post by §ecret Ådmiration on Feb 20, 2006 13:14:30 GMT -5
Tesla sighed deeply, happy being able to feel the power of a horse beneath her once again.
Soon enough, they were out of the woods, and into some clear meadows. She kept the big stallion at a trot for a few strides into the meadow, before asking for a canter that would soon become a gallop.
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