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Elijah smiles, "I think Ethan and Toby will get along great"
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"That's the hope and plan." She said, giggling again at the gelding
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Elijah smiles, "Ethan, meet Toby. He's going to be your horse" he tells him, kissing his head.
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"Then he'll win his own rodeos." She murmured while Ethan grabbed her hair
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Elijah gently pried Ethan's fingers from Dakota's hair. "We can't do that, bud. It'll hurt her" he says. "I think he wants you to hold him" he says passing him over to her
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Dakota takes Ethan. "He's got baby grip." She joked, sitting down on a tack box in the tack room. "Do you have any schoolwork today?" She asked, looking at Elijah. "I might go for a ride later." She says quietly, thinking
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Elijah shakes his head. "I finished it all already"
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Dakota nods, handing Ethan to Elijah. "I'll be back soon." She said, grabbing a leadrope and bringing in Secret. She tacks up the mare, Secret's feet never fully touching the floor, and mounted up. She shot a smile at Elijah before jogging Secret to a trail that led around the property
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Elijah nods. He takes Ethan and goes to rock him
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