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Peyton had put Tate through an easy walk, trot, and canter warmup before she heard Greg's command for the riders to line up in the center of the ring. She slowed her horse down to a walk and fell into place at the end of the line. She smiled with excitement--here was the beginning of her year, and she hoped that she could prove to the Trotters that they picked well when deciding to let her come.

She looked around as she waited, and noticed Adalia entering the ring with her horse. Peyton caught the other girl's eyes and motioned for her to come stand next to her.

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Clara?s head shot in the direction of the gate as the other riders began to file into the arena. She kept to herself, making sure to properly warm Veda up before pulling him to the center of the ring as instructed. Clara carefully watched as Mr. Trotter set up the fences. Her eyes studied the jumps for the entire time they were lined; she hated jumping, but of course, she would be in a sport that required it. Clara had logical reason to hate jumping, but she never showed it. She took on every course with power and total charge. No one would think of her as someone who would be terrified with jumping.

occ} bleh, crap post.

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Meredith's smile faltered for a moment when Matt didn't sound quite sure he'd be able to come out. It returned again, though, as he said he missed her. "Yeah, I've missed you too, Matt," she said quietly, trying her very best to sound nonchalant. Sure, they were best friends. Brother and sister almost. But all those people thinking they were a couple...well they kind of planted a seed in Meredith's head. One that she hoped might grow into truth. "Oh, uh, yeah, I'll come get you when I'm finished," she replied, snapping out of her day dream. She smiled weakly, then turned Story and sat a trot over to the line up.

Mr. and Mrs. Trotter, both dressed in beeches, boots, and clean polos, stood in front of the line of riders. "It looks like a few of you have already began warming up. However, this is your evaluation lesson, at least for the beginning, so you'll be warming up again," Greg said loudly. Then Sarah-Catharine cut in. "I know several of you are hunter riders, but every lesson will be taught like an equitation. It'll make you a much better rider," she said, smiling amiably. "Now, all riders, please go to the rail and spread out, then watch over here while Meredith demonstrates a trot on a loose rein." Mrs. Trotter nodded to Meredith as soon as the riders hit the rail.

Meredith squeezed Story lightly with her legs, moving her out to a working trot. Her reins remained long and Story stretched down to the bit. Using only her legs, Meredith steered Story around a few jumps. "Collect her," Mr. Trotter shouted. Meredith posted closer to the pommel and a bit slower. Story responded by collecting her stride. "Lengthen," Greg bellowed. Meredith posted slightly higher and squeezed lightly, the mare under her extending her stride. "Walk," Greg said. "See riders, how Meredith uses only her legs and not her reins to communicate with Story. This is how you will learn to ride. By the end of the year, you will be this good. Now, everyone pick up a working trot on a loose rein. Let your horse reach down to the bit and do not try to steer with your hands." Greg nodded to Meredith and she began trotting Story in small circles to the inside of the rail.

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Sawyer mounted Red with subtle ease. He adjusted his stirrups so that they were at the proper length and sunk his booted heels deep down. A soft click of his tongue and nudge of his heels later, the pair were on the inside of the rail. He allowed the big horse to have his head for the most part, simply keeping soft contact with his mouth. Sawyer was unaware of how 'soft' his mouth was and didn't want to have too hard of hands to start out with.

Simply getting used to his seat, he walked around the arena a couple of times. Just as he was about to squeeze the gelding into a trot, the Trotters spoke up and called the students to the railing. His grip tightened and he pulled back on the leather, braided reins to stop the gelding. Glancing around him, he felt sure that he was far enough away from the other riders.

His warm eyes moved to the pair that they were directed to watch and he absorbed her every motion. He enjoyed learning new things about horses, it was always fun for him. At first, he'd been into your typical 'guy' things, football, soccer, and track. But as the years progressed, he became more artsy, preferring drawing and photography. Through an ex-girlfriend he had discovered his passion for horses. She had ridden and he'd taken pictures and as soon as she allowed him to ride, he fell in love.

Shaking the memories away, he shifted his attention to the impatient steed beneath him. Red stamped the ground and flicked flies away with a swish of his tail as he awaited directions. Sawyer merely hoped that he wouldn't have to go first.

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Matt entered the tackroom with the ease of knowing what he was doing. Even before he'd had to work, he hadn't minded cleaning tack for the Trotters when asked. Normally, Meredith and he turned into a game, but lately, she'd been to busy to do any of the work; anyways, he got paid, kind of, to do it. Grabbing all the pads that had been used the previous day, he threw them into the washer and set the settings appropriately. The gentle hum of the washer would be his company.

Tucking his earbuds in, he turned the music up slightly, letting the music fill his mind. There were six saddles left in the tackroom, including his, and seven bridles. All of which he would have to clean before he could go. And that was only if it didn't get to be the time where he needed to start doing his afternoon chores.

Sighing at the mere thought of not being able to go on a hack, he began working furiously at the leather.

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Adalia swung up easily onto Syn and walked over to where Peyton was standing. Adalia was used to mounting from the ground onto large horses from the old barn. Syn stood perfectly still and squared, Adalia kept a loose rein allowing him to chop happily on the bit as Adalia listened to what the Trotters had to say. She watched Meridith's moves with her legs carefully, mimicking them with her own legs. After Meridith had finished Adalia walked out onto the rail and slowly asked Syn for a trot and kept the same rein length she had while standing.

Syn stretched out nice when she asked and she directed him with her legs before attempting to collect him up. She shortened her post and gave a light squeeze, to her surprise Syn shortened his stride and tucked his nose into a head set. She smiled a bright smiled and asked him to extend, having a bit more trouble with this than the one before, Adalia stayed focused and calm. She knew that if she got frustrated the horse would start to act up and that wasn't what she wanted on the first day.

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occ} posting soon, ive been kinda busy lately.

will edit with post.

I sent you Rowdy pictures too maddy :)

bic}

Trotting on a loose rein? Easy. Clara moved Veda to the edge of the ring, making sure to place him out of the way of the other riders. She knew very well it was important to space your horse in the ring, her mount back home was a very temperamental mare that definitely put Clara through her paces. She only saw it as a learning experience, knowing never to let spacing be an issue in the ring.

Clara listened as Mr. Trotter explained how to correctly warm up for him. She watched Meredith like a hawk, carefully analyzing every movement the girl made in her legs. It always amazed Clara on how well trained both horse and rider could be, with the slightest amount of pressure a horse could respond with a new gait or with a new movement. She loosens up on the reins and gave Veda all the head he wanted, letting him move at his own free will. As Mr. Trotter asked for them to collect, Clara tried her best to replicate the same movement that Meredith had shown on Story. After a few strides, the gelding collected his step. Clara reached down to his roan neck and patted him gently, praising him for the collection and waited for the extension call.

When they were asked for the extension, Clara again tried to duplicate the movements Meredith had exhibited to the group. Veda didn?t agree with her, keeping the same trot as they moved around the ring. Clara squeezed slightly harder, trying her best to not pick up the reins. The gelding tossed his head before lengthening his stride for the girl.

Edited by -bowlegs-

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ooc: haha i know, girl. oh, and i saw the rowdy pictures but forgot to reply. she's so cute! it's awesome that you can ride her whenever. :)

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Peyton watched intently as Meredith demonstrated the trot on a loose rein. It was an easy movement, but she made it seem effortless. Peyton was in awe of how she seemed to be moving in one motion with the horse.

She guided Tate over to the track again, and asked for a trot. He responded immediately, and she let the reins slip through her hands. He kept his speed even and reached down into the bit almost automatically. Peyton smiled.. she liked her horse already. She wasn't used to such a responsive horse, her gelding at home had been a project, and she'd spent two years turning him into something like this. She focused her thoughts back to Tate, feeling him chewing on the bit. A good sign, at least in her experience.

At the command to collect, she squeezed her inside rein a couple times and shortened her posts, and after a slight head toss, he came back into a collected trot. She tried to feel out his rhythm, and though his trot was slightly bouncier than she was used to, she posted easily.

Tate seemed more eager to do the extended trot than he had the collected, and opened up into a long stride, something Peyton was not used to at all. She was left behind for a couple strides before she regained her balance, hoping that the trotters hadn't seen the embarrassing moment.

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Elizabeth-Ann watched Meredith's every move and was amazed at how little she could see. The pair's transitions within the trot were seamless. When told to try it for themselves, Lizzie loosened her rein and pushed Shepard up into a working trot. She was careful not to use her reins to collect him and, to her surprise, the big grey beast shortened his stride and tucked his head. "Wow," she breathed. She'd never ridden a horse like this.

As Greg called for an extended trot, Elizabeth-Ann posted just a touch higher and squeezed gently with her legs, the way she'd seen Meredith do. Shepard tossed his head and kicked out with his hind leg once, but then moved out nicely, not just speeding up but actually extending his stride. Lizzie was ecstatic. She'd managed not to completely embarrass herself. At least, not on the first task.

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Sarah-Catharine called the riders to walk. She then looked over to Raine. "Raine, could you please demonstrate to our riders how to collect and extend your horse at the canter on a loose rein?" she asked, smiling maternally. Greg stood close by, watching the riders with a hawk's eye. He saw every fault they made, but decided to wait until the end of the lesson to aknowledge it.

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I'm here. Lurking. Trying to decide what to post. But since it's almost five in the morning here now is definitely not posting time haha. Maybe when I wake up :)

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[i'll post tomorrow night i promise! Btw im thinking of either deleting my Justin character or cutting him to being straight Stable hand, its a bit to much to play both of them in the same place :) ]

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Raine looked over to Sarah-Catharine, smiled and nodded as she asked Poet for a canter. The canter was this horses best gait. Smooth and upward. She let her reins go loose, still keeping some contact on her mouth and cantered, shortening and collecting on the short side and lengthening, but staying collected on the long. "See, you dont need your reins for anything but direction and contact, well suppleing as well but anyway. Make sure to keep leg on, sit deep in the saddle and she will shorten her stride, half halt every now and then and you keep her collected" she said as she worked. She shut up now and let the instructors talk, Raine usually would instruct as she rode every now and then, it just came out.

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