Star Catcher Estate said:

Aspy, you should have Heather come to the Western lesson! Lol

Aspen Fire ES said:

Star Catcher Estate said:

Aspy, you should have Heather come to the Western lesson! Lol

I'm thinking about it honestly xD

Liz|W|Shadow + Giant|M: Kholo, Cam, Aria

Liz perched on Giant's back As she watched her niece and Cam practice with their horses. Cam was doing surprisingly well, but still haad a few issues with neck reining. Pulling out her phone, she opened a new message to Kholo, whos number shed gotten last night. -Hey Kholo. Its Liz. Not sure how busy you are but Ive got an empty arena and only two students. Know anyone else who wants to learn some Western? You can always join us as well. -

Kholo Mzi | 33 | D/NH | Liz

Kholo nodded as Heather spoke, her attention on the brunette. She began doing some T-touch on Prince as she spoke, her fingers massaging the Hanoverian's neck. "You like that, hey boy," she murmured softly, her eyes still on Heather.

Her phone buzzed abruptly, pulling her out of her relaxation. Slipping it out of her pocket, she glanced at the lit-up screen. Liz. The Western instructor's message brought a small smile to her already-cheerful face. "Hey Heather," she said easily, sliding her phone back. "How would you like to learn some Western?"

Completely forgot where I last posted these peeps, so they're just going to magically reappear :)

Kathleho Mahlope | 22 | Erin

Kat walked to the tackroom, her gaze bored and irritable. Her schooling with Ash had gone miserably, to say it gently, after he decided that they wouldn't do half-halts today, as he felt like bucking. Thankfully the other woman had left before seeing her thrown dramatically to the ground. It wasn't something you wanted an Olympic rider to watch happen to you.

Kat winced slightly as she placed the saddle on its rack, her back still aching. Despite the raked sand, the fall had still hurt, like any. There would be a nasty bruise tomorrow.

Sighing, she hung up the leather bridle with a resigned groan. She'd just have to live with it, as at any other time. If Ash felt like being a bucking dragon, let him go ahead. He would lose in the end. Hopefully.

Exiting the tackroom, Kat passed a teen coldly, not in the mood for conversation. Not that she was ever really in the mood, but that was beside the point. And this man didn't look like he was mentally stable enough to string two words together, let alone exchange sentences.

"What happened?" The words were out before she could stop them, noticing the teeth marks on his sweater. She kicked herself inwardly. What was that for, Kat? Just walk forward. No words.

Heather Proudstorm | 20 | Eventer | Nightmare "Prince" and Espresso Silhouette "Mystery" | School Horse: WO Descendants Of Khan "Khan" | M: Kholo, Liz

-Heather's face lit up a bit when Kholo asked her if she wanted to learn some western as a smile appeared on her lips again- "Sure, I would love to learn some western" -The brunette said excitedly as Prince got excited to when it relates to work which he was very happy about- "Prince, your still resting from the Land Rover." -Heather said as she playfully booped the gelding's pink muzzle for him to respond to her by playfully pinning his ears at the young woman-

T'sani Mzi | 29 | R/XC | Emalee

"Na!" T'sani grabbed the reins from Emalee, tugging at them harshly. He knew what was coming next. Oh, all too well. In fact, most of his riding bruises and aches were due to this, though luckily he had normally jumped out of the saddle in time. Normally.

He slapped Zeus's neck, trying everything to get him down. "Down boy!" he shouted in one last attempt, before seeing the gelding bend his knees and drop down to the ground. Heart sinking, he could only watch as the Oldenburg rolled, wincing at the crack that sounded. The tree of the saddle was broken.

Seemingly calm now, Zeus hopped up happily, and nuzzled T'sani's chest, as if to say, "What's all the fuss about?" He pushed away the gelding softly, his eyes low. "No," he said as gently as he could manage, and stepped forward to loosen the girth. Forcing a more lighthearted voice than he felt as he held the saddle, he said to Emalee, "Swaps, eh? And - sorry about that. I thought I'd taught it out of him." Noticing her stricken face, he put his hand on her shoulder. "Hey. You did good, getting off so quickly. It was the right thing. And Witch is a good horse. Kay? She won't hurt you."

Emalee Sanders | 24 | XC/D | T'Sani

She nodded nervously then walked around the gelding. Em gave the mare's neck a quick pet then pulled herself up into the saddle. She reajusted the stirrups then followed behind T'Sani.

`` I'm sorry sir. This never usually happens..`` Emalee admitted. `` I just.. guess he doesn't like me.`` Em would shrug. She was definetely more of a mare girl so that was probably why.

T'sani Mzi | 29 | R/XC | Emalee

T'sani hastened to correct her, not wanting her to blame it on herself. "No, no, it wasn't you," he said gently, mounting Zeus easily. Balancing the saddle between his legs, he clucked Zeus into a soft walk.

"When I first bought him, he used to do that all the time. I could barely ride him without freaking out, both me and him. It isn't exactly a nice experience to almost be rolled on. As you just found out," he added. "That's actually why bareback is more natural to me. But anyway, back to the story. I never found out why he does it, but I worked with him until he only did it occasionally. Then about a year ago, he stopped all together. Just like that." Clearing his throat, he guided the gelding to a smoother path.

"He doesn't enjpy change, so that could be why he acted up again. Guess I'll never know for sure. But," he said, twisting around to face her momentarily. "It wasn't your fault. As your instructor and as an aquaintance, it wasn't. From what I saw of you before that, you're an amazing rider. If I hear you say that ever again, I will personally kill you and eat your remains."

Emalee Sanders | 24 | XC/D | T'Sani

She grimaced slightly then calmed down. `` Would you just? You didn't strike me as the cannibal type.`` Em half asked. Witch sped up then slowed down, seemingly asking for allowance to canter.

Emalee nudged her forwards and they began cantering down the rocky path. The black mare felt right under her and Em adored it. She remembered what T'Sani had told her and felt she would check down the auctions for a mare for her cross country.

She returned her attention to the mare under her and the male practically riding bareback beside her. `` Hey, if looking for a horse to do multiple sports, say, cross country and dressage, what breed would you look into?`` Em asked T'Sani.