Tim had drifted off into thought,Fighting his need to shed a few tears.He glances up,Realising quite quickly Emily's attention had shifted.He clears his throat,Averting his eyes away as he composed himself,

"Sorry - Seems Noahs nickname name is suiting hmm?"

He says with a forced laugh,Before quickly attempting to change the subject,

"I think if we do alot of polework,Caviette first before we attempt anything higher.Burn some energy on her and make sure shes more under control perhaps?What warm ups do you usually use with her?"

He questions,Reaching the arena and leaning down from Boomers saddle to unlock the door.Tim slides it open,His bay walking obediently as his rider drops the reins to do so,Before stopping curtly to allow Emily to head in first.Partially out of Manners,A little from wanting to gather his thoughts before they began.

Emily brushed it off for only a second, her concerned expression quickly shifting into one of deep thought. "Usually I just lunge her then move her into some kind of turning exercise. Rollbacks, circles, that kind of thing. She's very large and not incredibly balanced, so most of the training I've done with her the past year has been stuff that increases hind strength and that kind of thing. She's plenty athletic so her answer is usually to push her athleticism instead of using herself. Hence the launching..."

Tim drifts into light thought too,Taking in what she was saying.

"Yeah.That makes sense.- If she's unbalanced that's probably why she forces herself forwards.Most likely it's actually sharper than she first intended..I suppose speed keeps balance - Same as it would on a bike."

He gives a light chuckle,Before nodding at her And quickly following with,

"Oh- And it sounds like you've been doing a decent job in trying to balance her.Definatley was the best thing to do."

Tim drifts into thought again,Trying to think of what he used to do to balance his youngsters when he used to event.

"Dad always had this trick - This exercise.It always seemed to balance them well...I wish I'd payed attention! - If only I'd actually listened whilst he was still here."

He says first in a wistful tone,Before drifting into being harsh on himself.Tim shakes his head at himself,Before glancing over to Emily apologetically almost,

"Oh right - If you start your usual warm up.Il set up some poles,And assess how you work her!"

He says with a charming smile,Before sliding down from his gelding and beginning to move poles,Boomer giving a snort of boredom.

Emily wanted to ask about his father, yet she used all of her strength to tell herself it was a terrible idea. She was his student, not his friend.

Emily began walking Mya on the rail, smiling to herself about the positive remarks she had gotten on her training with the mare. It hadn't been easy, so every positive comment meant the world. After some amount of time, the pair began a trot. Mya had incredibly eyecatching movement, but she wasn't using herself for good. Her head was raised like a giraffe, not accepting Emily's subtle asks for contact. The mare continued to try leaping into a canter, Emily's seat remaining mind-blowingly stable. Each time she would use her voice and seat aids and settle the mare back down, taking her into a circle and attempting to ask for contact. Eventually, after nearly three laps of trotting and circles, the mare obliged, accepting the bit and showing off the prettiest trot most had ever seen. "This is why I keep her around," Emily joked, continuing to smoothly ride what the mare gave her incredibly impressively with no stirrups.

Tim had stopped moving the poles,Mya's abrupt movements catching his attention.It was Emily's handling however he zones into,An expression of an impressed nature written obviously over his face.He couldnt take his eyes off of her,Totally and utterly dumbfounded.

He then watched the mare settle,Listening to Emily and following her floating paces,

"I'm sure she'll be a hit in the dressage ring.."

He says with a laugh,starting to re adjust poles again.But he couldn't help but glance up constantly,Watching the pair work around the arena.Tim finished and began to move a little closer so he didn't have to shout to be in ear shot,

"You did really well then..Shocked me a little."

He says warmly before realising she could take his comment the wrong way,

"Wait - No! I didnt mean like that."

He says getting a little flustered,With a shake of his head.

-Heather would try again as she got the pole that they knocked down back up then she rides Mystery over to the jump in a canter. The mare was suddenly spooked by something which freaked tge skittish mare as she avoids the jump as Heather loses her balance- "Oh shit?!" -she said, falling off the mare as she hit the arena dirt, landing roughly on her sore back that has a large bruise-

Emily gave a small, melodic laugh, shrugging it off. "I think I get what you meant, so I'm going to just say thank you." She continued the trot for a few more strides, then asked for a halt. The mare leapt in the air in an energetic rear, her head so high she nearly hit Emily in the face. When she was done, she did indeed halt, but only for a second, still shaking her head and pulling on Emily, though if you didn't see the mare you'd never know.

"I don't like that trick, but I haven't come up with something to combat it. If you have any tips, I'll try them. Gladly."

-Heather laid there on her back and sighs, starting to sit up. Her ankle was getting a little bit better- "Well, I didn't see that coming.." -she laughed a bit as Mystery walks over with her head kinda low, she had a fearful look in her eyes as she was expecting to get hit but the woman gently petted her, softly smiling at the mare- "Don't worry girl, I would never hit you, I'll never become like your owners that abused you. I promise" -she would be sitting on the dirt-

Tim gives her a grateful smile,Chuckling.That was soon wiped from his face as Mya throws her crazy antics,the instructor quickly yet calmly walking forwards to take a hold of the mares reins,

"She's...Energetic huh?"

He says with a hesitant half chuckle,Rubbing the back of his neck.Tim knew this was going to be a challenge.

"This is why I tend to stick with Geldings.- As for tbe rearing.. "

Tim pauses deep In thought.

"When you feel she is going to rear - If you can.I want you to pull on your one rein.As much as you can.Should prevent her from rearing - And if she does it will be much less powerful and dangerous.Bring her round in a circle if needed. - Also debating whether it's worth lunging her before any work.Seems like she has too much in the tank.Perhaps review her feeding?"

He streams out his knowledge finally coming through,His experience shinning .Tim however just gives Emily a warm look as he walks to his gelding,Swinging into the saddle,

"Yeah - I prescribe minimal energy food and alot of exercise with groundwork."

He says in a mock- Doctor tone,Glancing to his watch before back up to Emily as Boomer sluggishly makes his way over,

"Anyways - Keep riding or would you like a rest before - Erm,Riley? Yeah Riley arrives?"

He questions,squeezing his gelding into a more energetic walk as the pair work past Emily and Mya.Tim planned on working with Boomer either way,He needed alot of exercise to keep supple with his advancing age.

-Heather carefully got back up on her feet then she dusted herself off. She walked to the right side of the mare and placed her right foot into the sturrip then she pushed herself up off the ground, accidently putting to much weight on her ankle which kinda hurt then she swinged her leg over and sat down, putting her left foot into the other sturrip then she rode Mystery around into a trot again before they tried the jump again, soothly transitioning into a canter-