Missy<3

[Carolyn]

_{|Outfit|
|Tack|
Purple halter with a purple lead rope as makeshit reins. Purple and black rhythm beads with cross pendant.
|Notes|
Please put more than just one or two sentences as a response. XD
And someone nice, pwease. :3}

Claire


_{Early in the morning, right after the stables opened, I went in and caught Missy then started brushing her down. No matter how long she may spend in a field it was extremely rare for her to get even a speck of her dirt on her. That was only one of the many reasons why I loved her.
After brushing her off, picking out her hooves, and putting on her rhythm beads, I led her out of the barn. I buckled my helmet and knotted the end of her purple lead rope to one side of her halter and clipped it to the other side. I grabbed Missy's neck and a handful of her mane then jumped up and swung my leg over her back. Her ears swiveled back to listen to me.
I patted her neck and gave her a nudge to walk on. "Good girl." I gathered up the makeshift reins and relaxed to the jingle of the beads around her neck. It was rare I ever rode without them; they calmed us both down.
The sun was coming up fast. The horizon in front of us on the trail was beautiful. As we came through a huge clearing, I slid my hands up Missy's neck and leaned forward slightly. I kicked her sides and she took off into her fast gallop. Grinning, I remembered a clearing just like this one I would always gallop Missy in. It made us both feel so free from reality and what the real world was like. And that feeling was no different today.
Soon I pulled back on the reins and slowed her to a walk again. The clearing still went on for about a mile or two but I wanted to let her calm down. I rubbed her neck and butt and looked around to find another rider on their horse not to far behind us.}

[•••Bay•••]

 

I got up early in the morning, as usual, and jogged about a mile to the barn. When I got inside, Glory whinnied loudly, his usual morning greeting. I laughed softly as I walked over and stroked his face "Hey, pretty boy. He nuzzled my hair lovingly and I grabbed his leather halter and lead and slipped into his stall. "We're going to have a real training day today. So I was thinking that we could start with a trail, for some stamina training" I explained to him as I clipped him to the crossties and groomed his silky white-grey coat. I quickly tacked him up in out jumping tack and his special boots. He stood like a rock and I grabbed my gloves and helmet and put them on. I led him outside the stable and mounted up, using the mounting block. Better on his back. I stroked his shoulder as I relaxed into the saddle, let him warm up at his flowing free walk. After a few minutes of that, I worked him up to a working trot, then an even canter. I relaxed my hips into his big stride as I held him back. He would rather be galloping but not yet. "Easy" I told him quietly. He was a horse that far preferred voice commands over physical ones. He settled a bit but still wanted to go. He spotted a horse in the distance and I slowed him to a walk as he whinnied loudly and fought the bit to go say hello. He let out a half-rear prance type thing and I pulled back on his reins strongly "Cut the crap, Glory" I warned him in a stern voice. When people saw Glory's bond with me, they assumed that I was a pushover. But I was far from that. I worked him a lot harder than most owners worked their horses. The difference is that I'm fair. When he does what I want, I give him praise, in whatever way that suits the moment. But when his misbehaves, I'm not afraid to be rough with him. He weights a ton, for god sakes, he'll live. 

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tagged: Missy
Outfit: www.polyvore.com/lets_ride_bay_beaumont/set?id=32508205
tack: www.polyvore.com/everyday_tack_stormi/set?id=29485174 
lyrics: we are one from the lion king II
credit: LAVIEBOHEME @ caution 2.o