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Post by aleahansinger on Dec 13, 2008 10:47:11 GMT -5
Alea lead Arkan into the pasture and slipped off his halter, the lead rope following in her hands. She didn't understand it, the colt was free, he could go run around the pasture and graze, or play with the other young horses. But no, he stayed and stared at her like he expected her to do something. "Whatcha want boy?" she said in a soothing, smooth voice. He still stood there, looking at her as if he didn't want her to leave. She could understand he was in a new place and this was his first turnout here, but she didn't think he would be so hesitant to go hand FUN! "IT's okay buddy, I still love you more than anything in the world.." she announced as she hugged his thin, muscular neck, adding a tear stain to his freshly groomed coat. She let go and wiped her face with her sleeve, as she turned and left the pasture. The red gelding just stood there finally getting curious about his surroundings.
Arkan dipped his head grazing for about 20 seconds before lifting his head again staring at Alea. She couldn't take it! How could she leave her best friend all by himself, even if the pasture was something fun for a horse?! She turn and headed for the dorms anyways. He would be fine.. she thought to herself.
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Post by aleahansinger on Dec 13, 2008 14:47:23 GMT -5
IT was somewhere around 3pm when Alea reached the pastures. She immediately grabbed Arkan's emerald-green, unmistakeable for it's bright and vibrant neon coloring, and called over to him as she entered the pasture. "Arkan!", she exclaimed clucking to him as he trotted over happily, as if he expected to be taken for another ride. "We're not goin' out again boy, you're just takin a trip to the barn. Even though you're perfectly clean," she stated noting how his muscles rippled under his silky red coloring, "I think It'll be good for your muscles if ya get a good massage before training tomorrow."
She hooked on his halter and, lead line in hand, walked him to the gait. He was so luscious, his medium-length main trickled on his neck. His ground-length tail was a little knotted but it flowed as though he had no care in the world! She loved her beautiful colt, he was extremely energetic, and even though he ate like a pig she loved her big boy. He was the perfect height for her, for he was a mere 16.1 hands and she wasn't too tall nor too short. She loved large horses, height-wise rather than build. Alea lead him through the gait and started towards the students' barn.
(Next, Students' Barn)
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