Emily gave him a meek, knowing smile. "She came out and lunged for about thirty minutes before you got down here. The feeding could be adjusted, though. And, she doesn't like when her mouth gets touched--the one rein pull works great for the first rear, but it causes far worse."

As he continued speaking, Emily's eyebrows raised at mention of Riley. She had truly forgotten she had mentioned him, so it took her a moment. "I still want to bring her down to the cross country field, if possible. She's like this all the time, so it would be silly to wait for a better day."

He gives a smile,And a playful eyeroll,

"Should have guessed you would have - Have you tried Bit changes too?Perhaps it's uncomfort?"

He says absentmindedly,Boomer settling nicely into a trot,Although it was a little mechanical for Timothy's liking,

"Come on B,Loosen up for me old boy."

He sooths gently,Steering him around in circles and figures of 8.It seemed the gelding was refusing though as his strides got a little sluggish again.Tim frowns,Really squeezing his Bay's chubby sides and popping him over the layed out poles.

"Fair enough.- If I can get grumpy guts to loosen a little I can come with..- If that's alright?"

He speaks with a light tone at how accepting Emily was of her mare,Tim was getting frustrated with Boomers inability to loosen already.

"I'd be surprised if it was a bit issue, I have her in the lightest thing I could possibly find. I didn't want to get a stronger one until I made sure there were no other problems, but I just learned how to ride her without a stronger bit. The only thing I can think of that would be lighter than this would be a hackamore, and I'm not entirely sure you could event in one of those things."

With a chuckle, Emily nodded. Now she was the one watching Tim with keen eyes, absorbing his riding technique and committing it to memory. "Happily. After all, I did ask you to come in case things went south. I love her launchy jump but it's hard to handle in stirrups sometimes."

The instructor gives a small nod,Although he was almost fully occupied with his own mount,

"Yeah- You could struggle with eventing.But it may be worth a trial for training purposes?"

His face softens a little,Soon beaming with a smile as he feels Boomer begin to bend beneath him,His pace almost seeming to float now.

"Whooho!"

He gives a hoot,His face lighting up as he gives his gelding a sloppy pat,Pride written over his face.It was the little wins that satisfied Tim,No matter how silly they seemed.Boomer flicks his ears,Seeming a little more content as he clearly understood he'd pleased his rider,nickering a little excitedly to Mya.

"If we go now,We should be there and back well before your guest even thought about coming."

He laughs,in a really joyous mood it seemed now.

Emily gave a small grin, pretty much only beaming because her trainer was. "I hope that's the case. He's not too big on horses..." Emily said this rather matter-of-factly, choosing not to think about it. But, if it weren't for the reason that he hated horses, she wouldn't be riding them. Right, wrong, or indifferent, fate was fate, it seemed.

As the pair began riding down the trail towards the field, Emily said, "so tell me about your horses. How long have you had them? How much have they done?"

-Heather goes over the jump with Mystery as she soared over it. The young woman took notice of the two, accidently distracting herself as she didn't prepared herself when Mystery lands, throwing both her & the mare off balanced. Falling out of the saddle again, taking a rough tumble to the ground from the fall as Mystery neighed while throwing her head up-

The young man gives a Beaming smile,Chuckling a little,

"I presume he just loves Horse Shopping then?"

He glances down at Boomer,An adoring look of admiration in eyes.Tim was actually happy to be conversing with someone - Which was unlike him to say the least.

"Well B..Dad let me help deliver him when I was..too young to remember anything."

He says with a laugh,Eyes shinning lovingly.

"But we've been and done everything.All your English tournaments back at home,Badminton.Even had a punt at the Olympics..Old Lad has taught me everything I know.Let alone being the only remnant of my -."

He pauses,Before shaking his head and chuckling,

"And Looney..Couldnt Have more polar opposites.Just a project I thought,It'd work out amazing.Weve hardly done anything yet - Im taking it slowly.A learning curve."

Tim sits up a little straighter,Stretching his back out and pulling his feet from his stirrups.They made his legs feel so stiff.The instructor goes to say something else before hearing a thud,Turning and giving a concerned grunt.

"That's got to hurt.. "

He says,Quickly steering Boomer to the nearest fenceline,

"Hey - Heather you alright?- If you need any help with her then you only have to ask you know?"

Tim says gently,shooting her a warm look.