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Ben hurried to help her, worried that if she passed out again she might fall and hit a piece of furniture on the way down. He didn't want another trip to the hospital. He gently took the dishes from her and began to wash them. "How are you feeling? Do you need anything?" He asked, not looking at her. |
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"I just...need to go ride. Thanks for helping." She said shakily, pulse staccato as she dried dishes |
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Ben nodded, glad she was up for getting back on her horse after falling off. His old instructor had said that was the biggest strength to have; being able to get back on after falling off. Ben helped her finish the dishes, then made sure she got to the barn safetly. Once he was sure she was fine, he headed towards Cash's pen, ready to start some real training. |
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She rode into the woods silently, letting her horse have her head |
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Ben took the halter from its hook on the fence, stepped inside Cash's pen, and secured it over his head. Cash didn't flinch, just looked at Ben curiously. He decided it would be best to get the colt to react to pressure well before taking him out of the pen, so he worked with the young horse for a few hours, urging him forward, then gently asking a stop. Cash delighted Ben with his quick learning skills, but was a little too eager to learn. He would nudge Ben with his head and stepped on his foot one too many times. Finished, Ben unclipped the halter and left the pen, hanging it back on the hook. He pondered what to do next, then decided now was a good time to see what buttons Ghost had. He headed to the barn to start tacking her up. |
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Sorry, kinda out of ideas rn) Emma returned a few hours later, tired and half asleep as she untacked |
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(No problem) . Ben saw Emma untacking and was glad to see she was fine after her ride. He finished saddling Ghost and mounted, glancing back at Emma before clicking for Ghost to head towards the arena. He was worried about Emma. She really didn't seem like herself, but didn't want help. Girls were so confusing. He sighed, opened the gate to the arena, and began warming up. Brock was there, riding a horse Ben hadn't seen before. He avoided the surly man as much as he could, staying on the other half of the arena. |
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Emma's horse suddenly ran out of the barn, spooked by her own shadow. "Crap!" Emma said, chasing after the galloping horse |
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Ben heard a horse whinny and then hooves pounding the ground quickly. He turned to see River (I think that was her name???) galloping down that path towards the arena, untacked but scared. Ben dismounted, told Ghost to stay, and, as calmly as he could, walked towards River, hoping to seem nonthreatening. |
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River reared and pawed the ground |
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