Lils
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Post by Lils on May 7, 2010 18:27:47 GMT -5
Buddy snorted, his breathe coming in whisps. Lillian was sitting on the moutning block and placing her braces out of the way, yet where she could get them when she got back. Holding onto the western saddle, she got on with some difficulty and sat up. Situaiting herself nicely into the saddle, she shifted and carefully rested her hand on the Clydestale's neck. "All right, let's go Buddy," she stated, everything ready.
She was safe, well, as safe as she could be and she was going on the trail closest to the ranch. The soft, easy, thumping of Buddy's hooves relaxed her and she slowly worked him up to a trot. She smiled as she went, the cold barely touching her. Even Buddy was enjoying the romp outside his paddock. She smiled and slowly urged him into a slow canter. Some snow flew up, catching in his feathering and she grinned.
With a laugh, she found herself enjoying the trail ride. It was enjoyable, but she slowed considerably when she saw the turn up ahead. Slowing to a walk, she hoped no one was charging down the trail. That would not end well.
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