.:Fired Heels:.

[devilsangel]

Clo trotted the stallion casually along the narrow pathways, avoiding any loose stones or logs to keep him from stumbling, as was typical for him when he was excited. Boe pulled at the reins in protest as she held him back, her slender hands surprisingly strong.
She was controlling the flighty horse rather well; she was sitting to the trot smoothly and half-halting him every so often to stop him from bombing off. Boe tossed his head, his forelock falling in front of his eyes as he broke into a snappy canter, the rocking horse movement making him gain almost no ground in his anticipation.
"Now now boy, steady." Clo muttered, standing in her stirrups. The stallion was getting himself in a state over not being able to gallop, so why hold him back?
Clo looked over her shoulder to check there wasn't anyone rambling along on a docile schoolmaster, before letting the reins slip through her fingers gently. Boe didn't need any encouragement. The rocking horse movement lengthened as he almost exploded into a fast canter, his gait soon devolving into something liquid and flowing. Clo leaned slightly forwards to balance him and clicked, earning a whinny and a lurch into a gallop from Boe. As she sped around the corners, she half-halted the stallion to make sure he wasn't completely in control. She knew that there was a river coming up soon from the map shed studied back at her house, so she began to sit down deep in the saddle and pull Boe up. The stallion tossed his head again, annoyed that he couldn't totally fizzle out his flame, but obeyed with no other sign of a fuss. She soon had him walking, and smiled as the river loomed into view. Patting him, she slid off his back and ran up the stirrups. "C'mon Boe, we'll have a bit of a rest, hmm?" She led the horse forwards onto the bank of the river and let the reins trail beside her. She seated herself on the soft, springy grass and looked up at her stallion. Boe was stood as silent as a lamb, watching his mistress for another instruction. When she gave none, the stallion fell to his knees and stretched himself out on the grass with a contented sigh. Clo watched him, laughing, and looked up the trails for any sign of anyone else.

[idiotluvrxoxo13]

I trotted up on Oh My Love, my stubborn Thoroughbred stallion. He was hard to control but he was also my favorite to ride. He tugged at the reins so I let him go into a nice trot before a canter. Finally I let him go to a full gallop. He flew down the trail, mane and tail flying out behind him in the wind. I leaned forwards a little and turned him around the bend. I didn't stop him until I was almost to the river. I knew people stopped there often and didn't want to run over anyone. I trotted him up to the river and dismounted. I saw someone there and walked over, leading Love. Before I got there I took off his bridle and put on his halter and lead rope so he had a longer rope to move on. I walked over to her, leading Love with his halter on now and said, Hey, I'm Jesse. What's your name?

OOC:He's a guy some people get confused with the name.

[devilsangel]

Clo looked up at the sudden visitor and smiled gently, her teeth almost gleaming in their whiteness. "Hey Jess." she replied. Jess. It was a sweet name for a guy. Where she came from it would have sounded odd, but she liked the oddness of it. The horse he led too was a strong, leggy animal, she supposed a racer of some kind, and half-wondered if it would stand any chance against Boe. She then realised that she'd not introduced herself. "I'm Clo. It's nice to meet you." she then felt a tug on her sleeve and looked around questioningly. Boe had gotten up and walked over to her, and was nipping the fabric of her jacket gently, as if trying to attract more attention. She laughed and turned back to the newcomer. "And Mr. Attention Seeker here is Boe. You've got a pretty nice horse there too." she noted, looking at the stallion he led with curiosity.