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Date Posted: 14:30:50 07/07/04 Wed  It was early morning, all of the horses were being fed, groomed, and then taken down to their single paddocks for the day, and so that they could stretch there legs. The slow morning sun began to set up over the sand dunes, and bring light to the booming village. The dew was still setting on the lush green grass, and the bird’s beginning to chirp at the sounds of everything. There was still a light nip to the air, as the sun was approaching fast, in which it would soon heat all the lands. It was the perfect temperature for all of the horses to be feeling good, the light air, and silence, time for morning playing. Other horses could be heard running and snorting across their smaller paddocks, as the morning air felt oh so good to there bodies, not an unusual scene for Madras mornings. Peytona waited in her stall, eating at the grain that Carlos had already given her that morning. As the man stepped in and began to give her morning rub down and douse with fly spray, she easily leaned into the deep brushing. As he finished, she was just licking the bottom or her trough and gazing out at him, she couldn’t wait to be let outside, and so she could stretch her legs. Now normally she would have already been coming back in from her morning work out with Luke, but now sense she was heavy in foal she couldn’t be ridden anymore, so she had to get her exercise by herself now. Carlos quickly moved back into the stall, slipping the mare’s leather halter on, he buckled it securely and lead her from the stall. A soft pat was given to her sleek neck as he moved the mare down the isle, all grooms peeking out from their morning rounds of cleaning stalls, to gaze at the wondrous mare. Carlos took great pride in being Peytona’s groom; she was a great horse, and defiantly easy on the eyes. Peytona was exhibiting her light jig of a trot, her un-shod hooves making that familiar pitter patter on the cobblestone aisle way, as they headed out to the paddock. Her sleek neck was arched in a true Arabian fashion, her tail held high, and every ounce of her ready to go and cut loose while the sun wasn’t too hot. The light began to flood in the barn as they neared the now open doors. A quick, loud, snort was given after she drew a deep breath of the cold fresh air. Then her strides easily hit the compacted dirt road, as she gazed around the place, looking down to the paddock to see Ambition in the one besides hers. Stopping almost instantly, she held her tail high, and pushed out her nose, gathering every ounce of air she could handle, and sent a long, loud whicker towards her friend. Then a quick snort was given, her hot breath making small clouds as she done so. Carlos then shook his head, tugging at her lead to fallow, in which she eagerly did. Carlos new that Luke still wasn’t home, so he would put them together again today, knowing that Ambition was found of Peytona and would do nothing to hurt her. Once they had made their way down to the paddock gate, Carlos quickly opened it, and moved Peytona in, releasing the halter from her head, he moved quickly back behind the gate, cause he knew the two were full of energy and would be ready to play. Softly he shut the gate, latching it securely as he left her halter hanging on a hook, and then he easily made his way back to the barn to finish with his other chores. Peytona shot into the paddock, her strides long and elegant, and her true gates coming out as she long trotted as if she were in dressage across the paddock. Her neck still highly arched, and her refined head tucked tightly to her chest, even though it was up high. Her long crimson tail held high above her back as she continued her effortless strides across the paddock, her legs slinging dew up on her fetlocks and a few splashes up on her heavy belly. Her chestnut pelt shined beautiful in the morning sun, her silky mane flowing out from her neck as she flew through the air for a few minutes. Her large black eyes gazed over at Ambition, waiting to see his reaction to her movements. She knew that he liked to be very rambuncscious, so she figured he would like to play with her. Peytona stopped immediately, allowing her hocks to drive up under her as she halted. Quickly she pushed her weight up, lifting her front legs up off the dew stricken earth, as she shook her head, giving a loud whinny towards Ambition. She then walked a few steps forward, before then coming back down to all fours and arching her neck once again, and giving a loud snort, making large puffs of steam fold from her nostrils. A quick flick of her tail was given, as she drew another deep breath and then another snort, showing that she was defiantly feeling good this morning. Her nostrils quivering and her muscles all drawn tight, rippling beneath her flawless chestnut coat. In a quick motion she saw from the corner of her eye a deer. Quickly she whirled her heavy body around to look at this thing. She raised her head high as she looked at the funny thing, with another loud snort; she pawed at the lush grass still watching the thing with immense interest as it began to dart off back into the woods. A long, loud shrill call was given to the thing, telling it to get back here, but it failed as it went faster away. Pricking her ears alertly towards the thing, she watched fully interested as it darted away, jumping over the fallen trees and bushes. She then cocked her head to the left as she studied it, fully interested in the odd looking other horse. Another snort was given; loud and heavy as more steam flew from her delicate nostrils. Tossing her delicate head as her long and thick forelock fell into her eyes, she continued to watch the deer, until it was completely gone.  [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] |
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