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Subject: Darkened Shroud Author: Katie & Shadow [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 14:23:12 07/20/02 Sat *She swings lightly into the saddle, and gathers the buttery soft leather reins. She holds them in one hand and pats Shadow soundly with the other browned hand. Then she shifts slightly and he walks on. They walk around the track once and Katie shifts again, putting a bit more leg on Shadow's barrel. He moves forward at a dreamy trot, and stretches out his legs wonderfully. She sponges her hands softly and continually and the big bay eases up and gets on the bit. She canters him in a courtesy circle, then squares him up with a plain vertical.* "Good boy!" *Shadow clears the jump neatly, and moves on through an intricate course. He powers up for an in and out then flexes and bends to the left to clear a swedish oxer. He picks up his knees over the wall and canters a smooth diagonal to the rolltop. Then she does a roll back turn to a stripe vertical and canters a straight line to an oxer, then a tear drop motion to the brushbox.* "Oooh, good boy!" * She reaches down to stroke his graceful neck, a bit damp from the exercise and the heat. He chews the bit and tosses his head, knowing he did a good job. She slips her feet out of the stirrups and dismounts, then leads him back to the barn* [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]