Post by Larex on Oct 30, 2006 13:33:39 GMT -5
Blue's strides were carfully measured, each hoof placed in an exact place. She side-passed beautifully, her legs crossing over at a prancy trot. Neck arched, gait lengthening, the Morab turned her head into the wind and cantered around the round-pen, stretching out. Rachel sat comfortably upon her back, her form in a perfect line. Blue did some lateral flexion, back-ups and more side-passing. Her well shaped body glinted with sweat, ears pricked forwards, she again cantered around, stretching her long muscular limbs. The mares eyes flashed whenever Rachel told her to slow down. The girl shook her head and gave Blue a sharp tweek with the rein, leaning back and relaxing. Blue stopped with a tossing head. Rachel dismounted and did some ground work, untacked her and gave her a long canter around the arena at the end of a lunge line. During this whole process not a word was spoken out loud. Granite sat outside the fence, watching his mistress work her horse. Rachel had finished with her work, and some extra homework from school. her schedule was hectic, balancing school three days a week and keeping up with the rest, finishing the stable work and getting time with her horse. Yet under all this she thrived, plunging into every job with a will that could crush stone.