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Amara~ Amara watched her brother for a moment before she looked back at Aleks. "While I might have not ridden in an english saddle before now, James did quite a bit when he first got his gelding, and he taught me how to tack up Lightning since he knew I was looking to get my own horse for dressage, and with my gelding wanting to jump more, I need to get him trained with that" she said. She looked at Thunder who flicked his ears listening once again before Amara tilted her head. She looked back at Aleks before she spoke. "Does pulling back on the reins often mean to do a dressage move with the training" she asked. If it did, she would need to find another way to get Thunder to trot or canter. Amara seemed hesitant for a moment before she climbed back into the saddle, the stallion lifting his head to listen for directions. She hoped she could get trained with dressage quick enough to enter competitions by the end of the summer. She loved competing, and with Angel loving the western circut, Beau loving jumping and Liberty classes, Thunder would be perfect for Amara to have horses in all sorts of competitions. James~ James stopped Lightning on the far end of the arena after he had taken a few jumped. He watched Amara and sighed seeing that she seemed nervous hopping back onto the stallion. *Just relax* he thought, hoping she would. It would take time for the two to bond, and he worried she might get hurt in the mean time. From the corner of his eye, he saw someone else approaching, though didnt look right away. After a moment, James heard the female speak. She introduced herself, and James gave a small sigh. He wasnt one for small talk, though he looked over at her. *Ah, the one Amara and I saw leaving the arena earlier* he thought before he spoke. "I'm James. My sister is Amara" he said motioning over to Amara sitting on Thunder. He saw she looked a bit calmer now that she was just sitting, and he wondered if she was waiting for instructions. "This is my gelding, Lightning." He wasnt sure if he should mention the other two that belonged to Amara since they were her horses, and not his. James felt Lightning stomp his foot before he gave a gentle tug on the reins. "I know. We will jump more later" he told his gelding. |
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aleksander ivanov as yara stood silently beside the two, aleks rolled his eyes. what do you want, yara? he pictured himself saying to her, knowing if he did, yara would probably say something snobby, yet funny and he didn’t want to hear it so he kept quiet. “ms. yara over here, she’s perfect at jumping so possibly she could give you a few tips on that? i’m not as good as her but she’s been practicing ever since her horse could start training.” yara gave aleks a look, and i mean we all would. after all, she wasn’t a trainer, he was. as amara’s brother finished up doing some rolltops, the trainer moved his head towards amara once looked up at her horse. she began talking once more and of course aleks listened, genuinely intruiged in teaching her amara stuff. “it could be a dressage thing, but then again people always teach their horses different ways to do stuff.” he explained, looking amara in the eyes. it seemed amara was hesitant to get back up into the saddle and aleksander didn’t blame her. its always nerve-racking to get back onto a horse after nearly getting bucked, or in this case, reared off. james was now done talking to yara, and he didn’t know if he should pay attention to them as amara and her horse were getting all of it. deciding to just stop and think for a second, aleks looked over at val and basil who were now both by the gate, almost as if they wanted to come out of the pasture and join the group, but he knew yara would end up taking care of them so he looked back at the ground of the arena. looking back up at amara he then said “how about you take him on a short walk, if he shows any signs of anymore irritation we should put him in either the pasture or stable, if not, would you mind showing me what you know so far?” yara ivanov yara stood quietly next to both amara and aleks. to her, it seemed he really liked telling people about horses and their behaviour and whatnot, though she shook her head unnoticeably as it certainly wasn’t her cup of tea. when aleks mentioned yara in his conversation, she stopped staring off into space and paid great attention to what he was saying. aleksander ivanov, you’re such a little shit. she sighed inaudibly and then let out a short “sure.” amara’s brother approached yara and she looked over at him. it’s almost as i didn’t see you there she snickered in her mind as he began talking. james? that’s an interesting name the female continued to let her thoughts run through her mind. “hello, james. how are you?” yara asked as james pointed his finger over at the girl who was sitting on the horse. amara was, infact a pretty name so it fit her quite nicely. “lightning,” yara began. “pretty name. the seal brown in the pasture is my stallion, valentine and the chesnut is aleks’s stallion, basil” she smiled. the girl was kind of in the mood to go for a trail ride, so she looked behind herself and saw basil and valentine against the pasture gate, seemingly wanting to come out. "i might be heading out for a trail ride soon, if amara and aleks are going to be working together would you like to come?" she smiled |
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Amara~ Amara looked at Aleks and nodded. She had Thunder move to a walk around a somewhat large circle for Aleks to watch, and to see what she could have Thunder do. This time to pick up to a trot, Amara didnt tighten her reins. She gave a small bit of pressure, which the stallion flicked his ears to before he moved to a bit of a stretched out trot that Amara wasnt used to. After a moment of that, Amara pressed him to a steady canter that was much smoother for her. She gave a nod to herself before she had the stallion turn around. He was a smooth ride Amara could admit. After a moment of the canter, Amara stopped Thunder and faced Aleks. "I dont really know much about any dressage moves to be honest. I've just always liked the way the humans and horses worked together, and wanted to see what I could do." While she didnt like to admit she didnt know much on the subject, she was going to stay honest with her trainer. Before Amara could say anything else, she spotted a familiar figure outside the arena wondering about. A look of shock was on her face as she watched her gelding, Beau, wondering about. A nicker escaped the gelding as he trotted over like he didnt do anything wrong. "This cant be happening" she mumbled as she face palmed herself. James~ James listened to Yara as she mentioned her horse in the pasture. He gave a small shrug when she mentioned a trail ride. Sure, it would be nice, but he would need to change Lightning's tack. He hated using his english saddle out on trails, and he wasnt sure why. He just always did. "I would have to change his tack" he said, motioning to Lightning. He looked over hearing a nicker and shook his head seeing Beau. James looked back at Yara. "Sorry, that's one of my sister's horses. He is a troublemaker, and an escape artist" he said. "Doesnt matter what kind of lock we have on the stall, he usually somehow finds a way to get out, weather it's jumping, or just opening the lock" he said, sounding amost annoyed that this was happening. He spotted a lower railing in the arena and gave a sharp whistle, causing Beau to jerk his head over towards James. Spotting the same area that James did, Beau started trotting over before picking up to a canter and leaping over the fence. "And that is why Amara want's him for jumping." He shook his head as the arabian gelding trotted on over like nothing was wrong. |
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hey, I'm so sorry! yes! lots of stuff has been happening (bad, and good haha) lately so I have had no time to RP. I try to get a response out tonight, as I have to leave for a doctor's appointment in just a minute. |
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(No worries! I understand that. I just wasnt sure. Hopefully it's all good things from here on. :) ) |
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