Abby nodded and did as he told. She slowly pulled herself upright and breathed quickly, looking around. "Where's Grace!?" She stood and grabbed onto the fence.
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Grace slowed her breathing and calmed down before pulling her head away from the water bucket. She snorted and poked her head out of her stall when she heard her name. She cantered out and stood at the other side of the fence, bumping Abby with her muzzle. Abby held her head and pet her

Tyler stood with Abby, placing a hand on her shoulders for a moment. "She's in her stall. I made sure she was okay." He said soothingly, though stopped when the filly cantered up. Tyler stayd quiet and took a step back, just thankful Abby was physically okay.

Abby brushed herself off before opening the gate and led Grace Cloud in. "I think I may need adult supervision next time" she smiled.

Tyler furrowed his brows, casting a glance at Abby. "Yeaaahhh.." He agreed, a slightly sarcastic tone distinct in his deep voice, leaning against the strong wooden fence that made the arena.

Abby playfully pushed his shoulder as she mounted again. "Mind leading her around?" Abby asked, putting on the puppy dog eyes. She waited a second then added "oh. Your shirt will be here in a few days " she stuck her nose in the air with a grin.

Tyler sighed slightly, though he nodded at Abby's request. "Su-" He started to say, then stopped as she spoke again. His expression pretty much took a nose dive like a rock dropped in water, though he quickly cleared that look away. "I might mind now, but I will do it for Grace Cloud." Tyler finished with a snort, though his words sounded sarcastic and joking. He gently took the bridle and walked around the outsides of the ring... though his mind meandered to the very worrying thought of the shirt. If it was actually bright yellow with a smiley face Tyler's eyes may rot.... so that may not have been the best thing to promise.. and he was just sending a prayer to the heavens it was a more neutral color.

Abby grinned. She leaned pet her beloved little filly on the neck and got into the correct position. "When are you going to start training your little guy?" Abby tilted her head

Tyler could just about feel Abby's grin boring into the back of his head, and he couldn't resist a smile. -If it makes her happy, it's worth it- He thought, then repeated that thought 8,932 times. Just to make sure it was drilled into his poor mind. "Well he is a thick boned... and thick headed... horse, but I usually don't ride any horse till they turn 4. That way their bones will have fully grown, for one. Aaaand for two I'm not a little guy, so I don't want to accidentally injure anyone." Tyler answered, thinking about his not so little colt. The colt had amazing ground manners, but it was also almost 4 years old.

Abby smiled "that's smart. I'm riding this 2 year old just for fun. I'm so much smaller than you!" She said with a laugh

"Yeah... just a little safety thing." Tyler said cheerfully, continuing to walk as he pondered what he would actually do with Wonder's Gaze. The colt behaved rather well... but definetely acted a lot more like a stallion then Wild West.