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[LEAH SANFORD]

Dear Daughter,

I'm sure it may annoy you that I'm sending a message this early, telling you I miss you so much. I hope you are doing very well. Your little Zoo here is not functioning well without you.

But, I've got some bad news. Your mom came and took Sorbet while I was at work. I've tried convincing her to give Sorbet back, but she said that she's already made a sale over him. I'm sorry it had to be this way, and it's all my fault. But, I'll be sure to find you another horse. It'll be one that might make your life over at Hollow Aspen easier. You'll need a big horse for that big aspiration of yours.

Forever yours,
Dad



Her short, but slender legs cut through the air in front of her as she mosied on down to the stables. She was so excited to finally be riding for the first time in what felt like forever. Even if it was just a lesson, she was thankful to be riding. She was even thankful that the school would let her borrow one of their school horses. After all, she didn't have a horse of her own, anymore.


She looked to her palm, seeing a name scribbled onto it. "Wild Youth." she murmured aloud, entering the stables. She slowed her pace, looking left-to-right at the names of horses upon the stalls. Finally, she saw a sheet with the words:

WILD YOUTH
Yogi

A smile curled her lips. What a cute barn name. She stepped forward, and began talking to the gelding. He raised his large, Chestnut head, chewing hay. The girl held her hand out, and watched his nostrils widen as he inhaled. The girl felt so happy around horses. She didn't feel alone. They were not like her cruel kind, who refused and rejected her. The horses always seemed to listen, and pay attention to her with soft, dark,understanding eyes. She was crazy, wasn't she

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Because she liked to talk to horses, and have one-sided conversations

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She snatched the halter hanging by his stall door, and entered inside. The gelding knew what was going on, and just calmly lifted his head up from his meal, letting her slide the halter over his rather large skull. She took the horse, and led him out and into the cross ties. He was tall compared to Leah's former horse, Sorbet, who stood at about 16 hh. This gelding was 16.3 hh. Even though it was just a small difference, this horse was totally going to make the girl feel taller.


Leah fetched a box of grooming supplies and began to groom. She looked around, seeing that she was the only person around. It made her feel awkward. Was she at the barn at the wrong time

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Where was everyone

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Where was their instructor

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Souls» yeah idk yet.
Endless»477
The Answers»awkward. sorry guys. I think we should post all students first, then instructor :3
Twist of Fate»
This Song» [url=http://www.youtube.com/watch

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[Avery Wilson]

••• I’ll take the shame, lust to blame. What if we ever meet again

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Our eyes were bright, out of sight. Two strangers caught behind the night.

The dark hazel haired teen pulled her car into the one of many open parking spaces in front of Hollow Aspen's stable. Her windows were unceremoniously rolled up as the air and radio blasted. Summer was her least favorite season to drive in. The car always turned into a furnace as it sat in the sun and she always ended up burning herself on the door handles or steering wheel. The girl pulled her car into park and twisted the keys out of the ignition, making sure to put the sunscreen up in the windshield although it never really seemed to help much. Grabbing her gloves, which she accidentally took home with her last time, she tucked them in the hem of her lightweight brown riding tights and hopped out of her car.

Locking the doors behind her, she strode past a few cars in the parking lot and headed off toward the crisply painted stable. The inside of the barn smelled of sweet alfalfa, leather, and dust. It was an intoxicating aroma that made Avery's lips spread into a smile as she took a deep breath of it. The barn always put her instantly as ease. No matter how crappy her days was or how stressed out she was about a midterm or rumor at school, horses were always stable and constant.

She had entered the stable through one of the side doors since her dappled grey gelding was located in a stall near the far end. "Hey handsome boy. How's my Ghost doing

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' Avery crooned as she approached his stall. Unhooking his halter and lead rope from the side of his stall, she slipped in the door and slid the halter onto his pretty head. Ghost sniffed her tank top as she buckled his halter, his ears flickering around curiously until the brunette led him from the stall.

Striding over to the cross ties, a little farther down the stable, Avery saw another girl was already grooming a familiar chestnut horse. She didn't recognize the blonde female but thought she looked to be around her age. Maybe they were riding together in the group lesson today.

Leading Ghost into the cross ties next to the blonde teen, Avery clipped him in. "Hi, I'm Avery. Are you here for the group lesson too

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" She eyed the girl with a friendly glance, her lips turning up into an easy smile. The blonde seemed to have a kind demeanor about her. Avery was excited for the group lesson. Not only would she get to meet some new people but she'd also get to hone her riding skills with one of the trainers she'd never ridden with before.

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[DANIELLE MULLENIX]

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”Girl you make my speakers go boom, boom…” Danielle sang out loud, grasping the wheel and swinging her head side to side as she repeated the last word. Turning into the parking lot she found a set of open spots and whirled in, slamming to a perfect halt. Sliding her f-350 into park she muted the radio and the uproar of the exhaust ceased. Swinging the heavy black door open the slender blonde slid out from the overly large vehicle – a going away gift from her dad. A soft ‘thud’ from her mud dried cowboy boots echoed around her before the slam of the door swallowed it. Twirling around on her heels Danielle pleasantly strolled toward the barn, adjusting her black tank top as she took in the large well-built barn. The whinnies of excited horses filled the air as a faint breeze riffed through Dani’s long curls.

Making her way down the long collection of stalls and various horses she came to a stop in front of a curious head peeking out over the stall door. Danielle giggled as the gelding abruptly shook his head at her before shoving his forehead at her chest, begging for a rub. She patted his blazed dark head before tugging at his multi-colored mane teasingly. ”Ready boy

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” The Texan cooed, looking into the Mustang’s glistening blue eyes. As she unhooked the lime green halter clipped to one of the stall bars the grullo roan overo loudly whinnied as he turned in a full fledge circle. Danielle shot a stern look at him and entered into the stall. ”Manners!” She ordered, tugging on one of his ears and laughing. Latching the lead rope to his matching lime green halter the gelding softly danced as they exited the stall and was brought around to be tied up to the stall bar.

As she tied him to the bar Dani turned to unlock a barrel next to the door. Lifting up the top her elbow slightly hit the mustang’s cheek as he tried to peer over her shoulder. Setting the lid down Dani flipped her head around and stared at the gelding. Staring back the horse didn’t move and instead gave an innocent expression to the college freshman. With a laugh Danielle turned and set her hands on his shoulder and pushed him over a step with all her might. ”Move…over…SoCo..” She struggled, trying to get the stubborn gelding to move over. Slowly he set a hoof to the side and shifted his weight onto it, giving Danielle a tad bit more room. You little shit.. Dani shook her head and rolled her eyes before turning back to the barrel and digging out a round brush. She maneuvered to face SoCo’s back and began brushing away the tidbits of hay caught in his colorful pelt.

While she brushed down the mustang, Dani took a minute to glance around. She noticed a few birds fluttered about the top of the ceiling, weaving in and out of the large wooden beams. A few curious horses peeked out from their stall, all staring at each other and often talking. Toward the opposite side of the barn she observed two girls dressing their horses and sharing a conversation. After a moment Dani made out Avery, the girl she had met in the student lounge and agreed to join her in the lesson today. Of course, Dani never would have had a problem with it – other than the fact this was a English lesson and she rode strictly western. But what would it hurt

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She’d easily get SoCo’s work in for the day and could actually for the first time watch anything to do with the type of riding. However Danielle kept to herself, humming as she stroked SoCo’s shoulder with the brush. SoCo softly nickered, lowering his head as he enjoyed the grooming. Hopefully someone else who rode western would show up, just so Danielle wouldn’t be outnumbered.

After brushing SoCo she ventured down a ways to a storage shed and disappeared only to reappear with a western saddle, a blanket, and set of reins wrapped around the saddle horn. Waddling over to the dozing mustang she plopped the saddle down on the barrel and hung the reins on the hook where the lead rope had once hung. Danielle then swung the blanket and fixed it neatly on his back using the ever so popular rule of thumb to make sure the tip of the blanket was even with SoCo’s shoulders. Turning around to the saddle she stopped at looked over toward Avery. ”Hey Avery! Whens this riding instructor supposed to get here

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” She yelled, waving the brunette down.

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[Lucas Montgomery]

i've been around the world in the pouring rain,
FEELING OUT OF PLACE,
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Lucas leaned against his mare’s side as she continued peacefully eating her hay. He had already spent the time grooming her for their group lesson today and was just dillydallying now putting off the task of having to find some of the school tack that he could use and would fit him and Maggie. He wasn’t sure what possessed him to sign up for this group lesson, considering the subject matter but nonetheless he had decided to give it a try. He figured he needed to learn this English riding stuff at some point, and at least in a group lesson he wouldn’t be the only focus of everyone else, or so he hoped.

The sounds of hooves on the barn isle and soft voices coming from the other end snapped him from his reverie. “Shoot,” he whispered under his breath as he glanced over the stall door to see a couple horses and their girl’s already at the ties beginning to talk and groom their horses. He had hoped he could at least get in the tack room to try to find a saddle that would fit Maggie, and then try to figure out exactly how it went on, before the rest of the group arrived. He assumed a saddle is a saddle in its basics, but there was just so little to an English saddle he wasn’t sure if the parts were all still there. “I guess it’s now or never little girl,” he said affectionately rubbing Maggie on the forehead as she curiously raised her head from her hay.

Reaching out of the stall, grabbing the web halter from the hook he quickly switched the filly’s halters before opening the stall and beginning to walk down the long alleyway towards the others. A frown pulled at the corners of his mouth as he caught sight of the two girl’s attire, and it just deepened at the thought of how it compared to what he had on. Lucas didn’t own anything related to the English discipline so instead of the standard breeches and tall boots, he simply wore a well-worn pair of jeans, and his pair of lace up roper boots along with a plain black t-shirt. He shook his head and laughed softly at himself and his appearance in comparison to the others so far.

“Good morning ladies,” he called out softly as he approached one of the open crossties. Walking next to the two other horses, Lucas couldn’t help but notice how tiny his filly looked next to the other two horses. He honestly had never considered Mags to be that small, but when she was standing next to two horses who were both easily an entire hand or more taller than her, she looked like a pony in comparison. Shaking his head at the comparison, Lucas lead his horse into one of the open crossties and as quickly as he could, clipped one tie to each side of her halter before taking a step back to consider his next move. “Are you gals here for the lesson

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” He asked politely, his mind still calculating his next step. His horse was groomed already; he had made sure of that, so all he needed to do was tack up. Such an easy sounding proposition, yet he knew this was going to cause him the most trouble so far.

Immediately after stepping back from Maggie, she began shaking her head up and down, shaking the ties rather amused at the fact she could be a pest and make a cacophony of noise without actually moving. “Stop that you pill,” he chastised gently chuckling as he laid his hand on her shoulder. Surprisingly she actually listened and stopped shaking her head, only to begin to lip at the ties, trying to get her teeth into the restraints. Lucas simply shook his head in minor defeat as he glance back to the two girls he was standing near. He opened his mouth to say something, apologize for his horse perhaps when someone else called from down the row. His head shot around and he caught sight of another girl, standing with a tacked up horse at the opposite end of the stall rows. A relieved smile flashed over his features as he saw her horse smartly dressed in a western saddle. ‘Maybe this won’t be so bad then,’ he thought grateful that another western rider would be in the lesson.

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koa, ona, mii, ash, et.all TAGGED
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A secret: Despises when people wear flip-flops

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<sup>A phone call was what awoke Henery Lockhert that morning, as he dozed not very peacefully in his dorm room. Quickly answering the call to keep from disturbing his room-mate he was swiftly informed that his new horse would be arriving that morning. Obligation and not excitement rushed him through his morning routine, but he made sure he was groomed to prefection despite the time constraint. Slipping into his Virage, he made his way down to the stable at a questionable speed. He braked to a sudden stop beside a large truck and climbed from his car. With a happy-whistle he tossed his keys about in one hand and strolled toward the stable when he spotted the trailer from Tree Top Farms. Making his way over he greeted the groom and driver, and then instructed them on where to take the horse.

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[/b]ith his new stallion and currently attached groom in line behind him, the teenager led way inside the barn. To his surprise it was more crowded then he expected, until he then remembered there was a riding lesson today. A lesson he had actually signed up for last week, in preparation for trying out his new steed. Making his way down the aisle to the empty stall, his eyes wondered over the occupants inside the barn. He saw two people he did not recognize, a young man and girl in ghastly western tack, at one end of the barn. Down near the other end he was headed for he saw two very familiar girls. “Avery!” [/b] Henery greeted the tall brunette with a highly cheerful chorus of her name. His eyes then shifted over to the blonde. “Sanford.” [/b] He said her surname with a flat tone and nod, before winking at her and moving on. Stepping out of the way of the door, he watched the groom situate the stallion in his stall and step out to leave. “Hey can you get him tacked up for me

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” [/b]Henery asked, a large bill already in hand to tip the man for the expected service.

The groom busied himself brushing and preparing Henery’s horse as the boy stood back and watched with a bored expression. His eyes roamed up to a saddle pad hanging on the bar of another stall and he sized it. Dropping it onto a near by hay bale he let himself plop down on top of it and pulled out his phone to respond to a pile of messages. With a heavy sigh he stood up when he finished and headed over to Leah and Avery’s grouping in search of entertainment. As he approached, the western rider at the other end of the barn yelled at Avery and begin to flail about. Henery’s jaw twitched, irritated by the over-excitement of the girl when he was already in a sour mood from loss of sleep. “Who’s that

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[LEAH SANFORD]

Leah smiled as she curried Yogi's withers; he'd stretched out his neck and his lip in pleasure. "Ah, a little itchy, are we

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" she cooed to the gelding, moving on to picking his feet. She looked to the side, and saw a pair of boots with hooves following behind, hooking the horse into the cross ties. As Leah erected her back, the girl was looking at her, smiling at her...talking to her

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Leah blinked. "Hi." she squeaked shyly. "Yep...I'm here for the lesson." she answered, voice hushed. "Oh, and I'm Leah, by the way." She turned around and headed for the tack room, plucking a saddle and bridle from within it's walls. She hung the bridle upon her shoulder.

She strode back to Yogi, and splayed the saddle upon his back. The girl gathered the saddle and plopped it on top of the saddle pad. As she adjusted it, a familiar voice was in some other direction. He called out the name of the other girl, with a happy tone of voice. She rolled her eyes, but froze in her tracks when she heard her surname. She turned her head over her shoulder, and saw him wink at her. Her head snapped forward, bashful, with rosy cheeks.


A few moments later, he was back. Leah was tightening the girth as he asked who the stranger was. She peered at him, "That's my boyfriend." she answered, sounding serious. The girl turned back to her steed, and fitted him with his bridle. She only kept a straight face for a few moments, before grinning and looking up at Henery. "Just kidding." she breathed, head tilting over to the side. She stared at him inquisitively, like he was to her. "Are you here for the lesson, too

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Souls» Leah,Avery, Dani, Lucas & Henery
Endless» 296
The Answers»well looks like we're going around again...
Twist of Fate»
This Song» [url=http://www.youtube.com/watch

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[Avery Wilson]

••• I’ll take the shame, lust to blame. What if we ever meet again

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Our eyes were bright, out of sight. Two strangers caught behind the night.

Avery ran a hand down her young gelding's dappled neck, distractedly twirling a finger through his course, thick mane as she listened to the blonde. She nodded to the teen's soft reply, glad that she was going to be in the lesson too. The last time she had ridden Ghost in a group lesson, it had been full of snobby, overly judgmental bitches. Hopefully this lesson would be a breath of fresh air. "Awesome, nice to meet you, Leah," the brunette responded as she headed into the tack room.

Walking over to the far right hand corner she bent down in front of her tack trunk and twisted the lock this way and that until it popped open. She pushed the top up against the wall and grabbed her grooming tote before heading out again. She eyed Ghost over considering that he wasn't dirty enough to curry so she grabbed a flick and dandy brush instead and got to work on his thin summer coat. She turned her head when a soft male voice hit her ears and gave a polite head nod to the guy standing there with a smaller horse. "Good morning," she replied airily as she leaned down to put her brushes back in the tote and retrieved her hoof pick. "We are. What about you

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The brunette asked the newcomer as she picked the debris out of one of Ghost's hooves. The gelding snorted, slamming his hoof to the ground when she was finished with it. "Oh you behave," she muttered as she went to work on his back hooves.

After she finished grooming, she grabbed her tote and placed it back in her tack trunk and grabbed her saddle, saddle pad, girth, and bridle hanging above. She had taken her helmet and crop out earlier. Balancing her tack on her arms and shoulder she walked back out to the cross ties and laid the saddle and girth over the short adjoining wall. The slender girl placed the blue saddle pad on Ghost's back when she heard a familiar slightly british voice call her name. "Hi Henery, she greeted him brightly, her lips turning up at his infectious voice. "Great to see you again!" She slid her dark brown saddle onto her boy's tall withers and shifted it into place before attaching and tightening the girth.

Avery turned to look down the aisle when she heard her name called out in another familiar voice. She grinned when she recognized the older blonde girl that she had met the day before and told to come to the lesson. She was glad the wild child had decided to show up. There was never a dull moment when Dani was around. "Dani!" She called out excitedly, like she was greeting an old friend. "Uhh, hopefully any minute now," she replied as she began walking over to the western rider. Might as well catch up while they waited. "Did you get settled into your dorm yet

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You didn't tell me you owned one of the sexiest horses at the barn." The brunette eyed the tri toned mustang enviously. He was like a piece of art.

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[lukewolf]

LUKE WOLF
strobe lights and blown speakers
fireworks and hurricanes

Luke grabbed the clipboard off the wall, rotating between pages and reading the dossier of riders he would be instructing today. He sighed - it appeared most of them had little, if any, experience in the eventing ring. While this didn’t necessarily bothered him, he felt the need to expand his teaching credentials far past beginners. After all, he had competed internationally in four-star events; shouldn’t he be invited all around the country, giving clinics and inspiring a generation of riders

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He sighed again, in slight contempt, running a hand through his tangled mess of hair. Earlier he’d been out for a ride with Blackwater, taking him for a quick cruise around the back meadows to keep up the thoroughbred’s fitness level. He was so fit, so at the top of his game - Luke couldn’t wait to take him to another trial and to start showing the horse to his potential. He had been strong for Luke today - pulling at the bit, tossing his head, even throwing in a few celebratory bucks. But, for the whole thing, Luke had a smile on his face and remained in control; the bond the pair had was completely beyond anything he had ever had with a horse before.

He quickly looked in the mirror, distracted from his thoughts, ensuring his polo shirt was neatly tucked in to his breeches and that his hair wasn’t too matted from wearing a helmet all morning. ”Right then,” he said to himself, exiting the stable office and moving down the barn aisle towards a group of students he saw preparing.

With a smile, he read off the names of his pupils. ”Sanford. Wilson. Mullenix. Montgomery. Lockhert. Is this everyone

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” He looked around, studying the individuals and the horses they were preparing. For the most part, they looked like a good group of kids. ”I’m Luke Wolf, your instructor. Ten minutes, guys

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I’ll meet you out in the ring. Please make sure you all bring a crop and spurs, if needed. We’ll be doing some jumping today.” And with that, he nodded, placing a ballcap on his head and striding out towards the riding arena - time to set up jumps.

i'm not here, this isn't happening

OOC: Sorry guys, utter shite! Will get back into it, promise <3

[Lucas Montgomery]

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With a light laugh and almost meek smile, Lucas nodded as the girl proposed the same question back at him. "Yes ma'am, that's the plan anyway." He responded still smiling as he glanced over the rest of the group gathered. It seemed like a small group for the lesson which gave Lucas mixed feelings. In a way it made him less nervous about trying this new style since there were less people around to see him if he had an extremely difficult time, but in the same breath it was going to make it more obvious to the instructor that he knew absolutely nothing about the discipline.

Lucas was ensuring Maggie was settled in the crossties and not going to make a complete and utter fool of herself when he went to find tack that would fit the mare when another young man sauntered into the barn in front of a man leading a stallion. As soon as the stallion drew near to where Maggie was tied, her ears pinned flat and she stomped her hoof, throwing her head eyeing the new horse warily. Lucas laid his hand flat on his horse's shoulder as he watched the group pass by them, "easy Mags," he soothed, watching until the stallion was in his stall. 'I hope he's not in this lesson,' Lucas thought as he turned back to Maggie and patted her neck as she was still gazing down the aisle. Lucas watched the newcomer for a moment, until he requested that the man who had led the horse in to get him read to ride as he flagged a large bill around. Shaking his head, Lucas patted Maggie's shoulder once more before turning away and heading into the tack room.

People like that kid had always bothered him. Those that always thought they could reap all the glory and benefits but never do any of the leg work to get to that point. This guy seemed to be one of the people that believed that if you wave enough money at something it would either get done or just simply go away. Sighing, Lucas rolled his shoulders and shook his head slowly. "Does me no good to get stuck on other people," he whispered to himself as he began looking through the school's English equipment in search for something that would fit him and Maggie for the lesson. Finally finding a saddle that seemed appropriate, he looked for the rest of the equipment he needed. Despite knowing practically nothing about the discipline he had been watching the two girls, seeing what they had been using and was following suit in his search. Gathering the rest of what he believed he needed, Lucas walked out of the tack room just to hear one of the girls declare "That's my boyfriend." as she looked at him. Clearing his throat he raised a questioning eyebrow, before dropping his gaze slightly as he made his way back to his horse's side.

He had no real desire to insert himself into whatever was going on with these girls and this other guy, heck he didn't even know if she had been talking about him. She could have just been looking at him, right

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Shaking his head as she began smiling and said she was kidding, Lucas focused back on Maggie. Shifting the tack in his arms he gently stroked the filly's neck and lifted the green quilted saddle pad onto Maggie's back, placing it high on her withers before sliding it back a few inches. Glancing up, he met his horse's gaze as she craned her neck around, pulling at the crosstie, to try to look at him and the mismatch of new equipment he held in his arms. She snorted and shied away from Lucas as he lifted the strange new saddle and attempted to place it on her back.

"Maggie-May! What is the matter

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It is just a saddle," He exclaimed, almost exasperated as he lowered the lightweight saddle and held it out for the filly to see and sniff. Granted it looked different and was something new, but he believed the filly should know better than to think something like that was going to hurt her. Sighing softly he shook his head as a slight smile pulled at the corners of his mouth as he watched his horse investigate the new saddle. She quickly snorted at the offending piece of tack before lowering her head to the saddle and sniffing it. Lucas waited until she began lipping at the leather and blew out, before he tried to place it on her back again. She still tensed and watched his every move but at least this time she stood still. Rubbing her side, he cooed a soft good girl.

Lifting the leather flap, as he had noticed the other girls doing he paused as he looked between the girth and the billets of the saddle. 'What in the world...' he thought chewing lightly on his lip. 'Why are there three straps and only two buckles

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' He asked himself before glancing over Maggie's back to the other students. Noticing they were all nonplussed by this revelation, he shook his head and simply attached the buckles on the girth to two of the straps. Moving around to Maggie's other side he ran his hand down her side and under her body to grasp the girth and bring it around her body and he buckled it to the other side. "Good girl, I know this Englishy stuff is strange for me too," he whispered to his filly, rubbing her shoulder.

Looking up as the man who he assumed was their instructor walked up the aisle, Lucas listened as names began to be called, and nodded when he heard his name. "I believe so, Sir," he quietly affirmed the instructor's question. It was when their instructor introduced himself and continued on to say they would be jumping that Lucas balked himself at the thought of the lesson to come. He wasn't sure exactly what he had been expecting, but jumping hadn't really been on his mind. He had never jumped with a horse, unless you counted brushhopping, or the times he had been on a horse that decided walking through a creek was too much work and they hopped from one bank to the other. Neither of these instances were really what Lucas thought about when it came to "jumping". The pictures that came to him mind were from the pictures and videos he had seen of horses flying over jumps twice their size.

Licking his lips nervously, he glanced at Maggie who was back to trying to get a hold of the ties with her teeth. After tightening her girth up a bit more, he stepped up to her head and looped the reins around her neck before slipping her halter off. Gently bridling her, he took hold of the reins and began to lead her away from the barn and toward the arena. "Are y'all ready for this

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" he asked with a forced smile before leading Maggie away from the crosstie. He figured there was no real reason to delay, and the sooner he could get going and get on horseback the better in his opinion.

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