Post by blackdance on Jul 24, 2008 9:25:16 GMT -5
Bracken twitched nervously in the saddle.
"No," she whispered to herself. "I won't show him I'm nervous."
The chestnut colt, Bittersweet, result of her breeding her stallion, Cali-Beam, and mare, Broken Selene, was her mount. It was his first ride out. She wondered if anyone would turn up to this thing; she had placed an advert in the tack shop window, so someone must have seen it. Bittersweet pulled imaptiently on the bit beneath her. She had been schooling him; revving him up to this day, but this was his first real trail ride. Of course, she had ridden him after a session to cool him off, but here, he would be going for a longer ride, maybe to the woods, with loads (hopefully!) of other horses. "What d'ya think, boy?" Bracken asked, giving a nervous laugh. What would her colt make of this? The next time she did it, she would definitely take Sweet Grace, his beautiful, gentle twin sister...
"No," she whispered to herself. "I won't show him I'm nervous."
The chestnut colt, Bittersweet, result of her breeding her stallion, Cali-Beam, and mare, Broken Selene, was her mount. It was his first ride out. She wondered if anyone would turn up to this thing; she had placed an advert in the tack shop window, so someone must have seen it. Bittersweet pulled imaptiently on the bit beneath her. She had been schooling him; revving him up to this day, but this was his first real trail ride. Of course, she had ridden him after a session to cool him off, but here, he would be going for a longer ride, maybe to the woods, with loads (hopefully!) of other horses. "What d'ya think, boy?" Bracken asked, giving a nervous laugh. What would her colt make of this? The next time she did it, she would definitely take Sweet Grace, his beautiful, gentle twin sister...