Post by Patrick Sean Kelly on Jul 5, 2011 17:46:29 GMT -5
Patrick Kelly
Patrick had taken out shadow. The andalusian mare snorted. She didn’t like it out here. She half reared then suddenly took off. The man on top swore and reined her in. ”Shadow. Stop. Relax. Breath. It’s ok.” he told her, asking for a little less. The western tack on her back showed his type of riding. Not that it mattered. The mare reared. He stayed on her back, and finally she calmed down. Good thing they were on the trails. ”Girl it’s ok. Nothing’s gonna hurt you.” he cooed to her as she continued to snort. What had scared her? A rock. Yes a rock. But it had skittered. ”It’s alright girl. Sh. It’s ok.” he murmured, running a hand through his red hair, before continuing to work on the mare. She needed to get out. Good thing Hope wasn’t with him, that’s all he had to say. ”Girl. Sh. It’s ok. Shadow.” he continued to talk to her, telling her it was ok, as they walked up to the rock and nosed it, then with all the pomp an andalusian can pull she trotted past it easily.
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