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Post by Cheyenne on Jul 17, 2007 1:00:13 GMT -5
Cheyenne rode the wonderful stallion down the side of the road. Cheyenne sat perched nervously on the big 'beast'. It was his first ride out of the arena and Cheyenne's first time on him. He prancing down the road like a horse in a parade. His long mane drug on the ground. Finally, they made there way to the English arena. Cheyenne dismounted the huge horse and let him get a drink of water out of a bucket next to the arena. She walked the white stallion into the arena, shutting the gate behind them. She mounted him as he nervously looked around the new place. Chey tightened her reins and squeezed. "Phhhh!" White Hawk made asneezing noise. After walking two rounds Chey cued the horse into a trot. He reluctantly trotted a smooth, extotic movement. She leaned forward and made him go faster, soon he exteneded his moves. Its was amazing looking! His long mane whipped Chey in the leg. She kissed to him, he made a groan, rouned his shoulder and got ready to buck. "Whoa!" Chey pulled back on the reins. She cued him back into a canter. He cantered a few bumpy strides..."Ahhh! Slow down!" Chey cried. He broke into a gallop. Chey held on with her legs and pulled back on the reins. White Hawk haulted, side kicked and then rounded his shoulders again, this time, throwing in a fourceful buck. FACE PLANT! Right over his head Chey went flying, slaming head first into the dirt. "Ughhhh..." She sorely got up. Seeing the white 'beast' trot off into the corner.
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Post by Cheyenne on Jul 18, 2007 13:40:00 GMT -5
"Okay, Fine!" Cheyenne brushed the dirt off herself. Then she stomped right over to Hawk. She grabbed his reins and tied them together, tightly so they wouldn't slide iver his head. She rised her stirups. Then she grabbed a lung whip from outside. "Giddy-up!" She yelled as she crcked the whip in the air. The Big stallion cantered around the arena like a dancer. He so pretty and extotic. He turned around the first corner, with a big buck. "HEY!" She cracked the whip again making him speed up. After going around at a canter with out any buck, Cheyenne untied the rens and mounted him. "Come on boy!" She kicked her heels on his sides. The massive stallion lunged forward in an elegant , smooth, slow, enjoyable canter. She felt his legs move under her. it was magic. After going two rounds at a canter she stopped the horse and dis-mounted. "Good boy!" She patted him. "Let's go to Claydon's now!"
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