|
Post by Conner Davis on Oct 29, 2008 19:16:45 GMT
Conner&&Playgun Daggers tapped the surface of the land. Orbs looking all around, as his daggers where planted under me. My body sat upon his back, as we looked around. Wondering if this stable would let us stay. And let me work. But I won't know so far.
Tapping at his sides slight. Letting the reins tap the right side of his boa. Making him turn in a circle. Wanting to do the reining pattern before going any where. And as he turned one way about five times. We stopped for a moment. And spun the other way. Then I asked him to canter quickly in a circle on time. Then I slowed him down. Making a small circle this time. Then I went to the oppisite side.
Finishing up with the circles and all. We began to walk. My body set right on his back as I urged him to walk. His head was arched, but straight with his back. His orbs looked all around at the land. My arms lifeted, as I urged him to canter. Then as he cantered a couple feet ahead. I put my feet right at his shoulders. Letting my weight go right into my seat bone. Making him slide to a stop.
My right leg went over the pack of the saddle. Both of the feet set right on the surface of the terrain. My hands held onto the tip of the reins. Walking a little ahead of the stud that I owned. Letting him walk right at my side, and to where ever else he wanted to. But as I came to a halt. He halted right at my sides. I took the reins off of his bit. Then I tied the reins onto the horn of the saddle. Then I patted his boa, as I stood there.
"Good boy, Gunner. Now lets go and look around and see what this stable is like." I said as I looked at him with a smile upon my mouth. My orbs looking around at the land. Letting my shoes touch the surface of the land, as I walked. With Gunner at my side. Coming to a small stream. I watched his body cometo a halt. Letting him drink from the the stream. And I went and sat by a tree. Looking around. Wondering what this place would be like. And if I would be turned from here as well.
But I just sat here. Waiting for someone to come to me. But it was just me and Gunner at the time. Sitting there. But Gunner laid at my side. Then I laid against him. Wondering what was going to happen, as we stayed her. But we just stayed here waiting.
|
|
|
Post by Cheyenne Aurélie on Oct 29, 2008 20:18:47 GMT
Solitaire cantered through the meadow, his powerful limbs working methodically and smoothly to carry him across the grassy plain. The stallion whickered softly as his owner clapped his neck enthusiastically and scratched his withers. "Good man, Solly,"
[/color] She murmered; gently slowing him to a trot and then a walk. He took big strides, still covering the same amount of ground that he would trotting. A rattling in the grass caused him to swerve to the side and shy nervously - but, on further inspection, Chey realised it was just a pine cone that he had stamped on. "You silly boy!"[/color] Chey laughed, stroking his silky coat. As if he realized the misjudgement he'd made, he dipped his head and whickered in a way that sounded almost embarassed. The femme glanced around the surrounding area - seeing nothing but tall grass and trees. She sighed. It was often lonely without anyone to ride with, despite how much she loved Solly. Her eyes came to rest on a stream not too far off and they travelled up the length of the river. A few yards or so upstream, there was a large tree, and with suprise Chey realized there was a horse and rider slumped down beneath it. Excitedly, she nudged Solitaire into a canter. She stopped a few meters away from the pair, and spoke tentatively. "Mind if I join you?"[/color] She grinned, brushing a lock of blonde hair behind her ear. [/size][/blockquote][/blockquote][/center]
|
|
|
Post by Conner Davis on Oct 29, 2008 20:35:09 GMT
Conner&&Playgun My body stayed laying against my studs wonderful gray coat. Orbs looking around. Turning to looked at Gunners head. Seeing his head held high in the air. And his auds perked forwards. Shifting my body up. I looked up. Seeing a girl cantering her horse to me. My auds looking at her figure, as I sat there. Seeing Gunner get up, as I sat there.
Shifting my wieght up. I stood right beside him. Grabbing the reins off of the horn of the saddle. Grabbing them. And snapping them onto the bit. Then I stood there. Letting one of his reins drop to the ground, and the other in my hand, as I stood there. Hearing her talk as i stood. Wondering what Gunner was going to do.
"Yes you may join us. My name is Conner. And yours is?" I said as I looked at her. My eyes looking at her blode hair. And then to where her eyes were at. Since they were hiding behind her hair.
Just standing there. I looked at Gunner seeing what he was doing. But he just had his head down. Snorting at the jade grass. But then he lifted his head back up. And sat his head on my shoulder as I stood there. Letting my hand rest on his maw, as I waited.
|
|
|
Post by Cheyenne Aurélie on Oct 30, 2008 18:58:02 GMT
Cheyenne patted Solly's silky neck and swung her leg over the saddle; sliding down off of his broad back. She trusted him not to run off, so she decided to just leave him as he was. Quickly, she let his girth down a couple of holes and then sat down on the grass next to his hooves. "I'm Cheyenne."
[/color] A rustling noise sounded behind her, and she turned around suspiciously to find that Solitiare was twisted around trying to get the packet of polos out of his saddlebag. "Solly!"[/color] She laughed, standing up and pushing his nose away. He looked at her with his big brown eyes and she couldn't resist giving him a mint an anyway. After fumbling around in the bag for quite some time, she pulled out a bottle of water. Swiftly, she undid the cap and took a long swig of the refreshing liquid. "Want some?"[/color] Remembering her manners, she offered the bottle to Conner; realizing he must be thirsty too.[/center][/size][/blockquote][/blockquote]
|
|
|
Post by Conner Davis on Oct 30, 2008 20:25:09 GMT
Conner&&Playgun Orbs looking over at Gunner as I stood there. Letting the reins drop to the ground. Making my stud ground tied. And with his body not moving, as I stood there. Looking at Cheyenne. Listening to her speak to her horse, as I stood there. Looking to Gunner, as he nudged me to go and talk to her. Then I turned and looked at her, as I stood there.
"My name is Conner and this is my stallion. Playgun, but you can call him Gunner."
I said as I looked at her. My eyes looking at her. Watching her drink out of her water bottle. Then she asked me did I want any. And I shook my head as I looked at her.
"No thank you."
I replied as I stood there. Feeling the breath coming out of Gunner's nares, as I stood there. Looking back at him. And then over to Cheyenne. Wondering what she was going to say to me next. Since right no there was only silence between us.
|
|
|
Post by Cheyenne Aurélie on Nov 2, 2008 12:36:19 GMT
Cheyenne shrugged and put the bottle back into the saddlebag, fastening it tightly to make sure it wouldn't jump out as soon as she started riding. "Gunner? I like that name."
[/color] Solly snorted indignantly and Cheyenne laughed. "This,"[/color] She gestured toward the paint stallion who immediately puffed out his chest and arched his neck when he realized everyone was looking at him. "Is Solitaire, or Solly."[/color] Solly tossed his mane glamorously, as if he were a movie star. Cheyenne laughed and reached up to stroke his velvety muzzle. The femme looked up at the sky and frowned as she saw a cluster of dark, angry clouds on the horizon. She tutted and swung herself up into the saddle, landing gently on her horse's back. "Woah, I better get going. I don't wanna get stuck in that,"[/color] She pointed up at the clouds and nudged Solly's sides with her heels. He spun in a tight circle and began to canter off toward the stable. Chey slowed him down slightly and called over her shoulder. "Coming?"[/color] She was struggling to keep Solitaire calm; he was now prancing on the spot and doing little half-rears. Storms always made him behave this way - it was as if he could sense what was coming. [/size][/center][/blockquote][/blockquote]
|
|
|
Post by Conner Davis on Nov 2, 2008 23:48:12 GMT
Conner&&Playgun My head turned to Gunner as I stood there looking at him. Grabbing onto his reins and the horn of the saddle. Swinging my leg over. Landing gently onto his back. Orbs looking as I watched her canter off. Then seeing her stop and look at me to see if I was coming. Turning and looking at the storm clouds rolling in. And with a nod of my head. I cantered off towards her. With Gunner's auds perked high on his head, as he loped over the land.
|
|
|
Post by Cheyenne Aurélie on Nov 6, 2008 18:19:12 GMT
Cheyenne nudged Solly's sides once and he reared up slightly before cantering away. She tightened her grip on the reins and gently pulled back, squeezing his barrel lightly. "Steady on boy, it's just a storm." Solitaire whickered and rolled his eyes back into his head. He bucked once and then continued to canter; straining to go forwards into a gallop. "Shh.."
[/color] Solly's ears flickered backwards as he listened to her and he calmed down slightly, slowing his pace and allowing the ebon centers of his eyes to roll back forward. Cheyenne continued to whisper to him until he calmed down completely, returning to his usual composed self. ooc; sorry, no muse. [/center][/size][/blockquote][/blockquote]
|
|
|
Post by Conner Davis on Nov 6, 2008 20:41:11 GMT
Conner&&Playgun Moving steady over the land. I could see bucking and rearing going on in front of me. With Solly noth liking the storm and all. But I won't blame him since the storm was almost right over head. And then comind to a halt for a moment. Then I earged him into a canter. Auds perked upon his head, as he came up beside Solly.
Are you ok?
I asked Cheyenne, as I stayed at her side for a moment. Going nicely over the land. Seeing the strom getting closer and closer.q
|
|
|
Post by Cheyenne Aurélie on Nov 9, 2008 13:42:13 GMT
ooc; not sure what to reply with.. lol. [/center]
|
|