Prepare for the Trails

[Arya]

Liz decided earlier that day that she wanted to go on a trail ride. Her blonde hair was braided back so that it was a little past her shoulders. Her blue eyes where set on Song, her bay thoroughbred. The mares coat was caked with dirt, so a lot of grooming would be needed. Picking up the curry comb, Liz brushed in circles rubbing all of the dirt off. It took her about 5 minutes just to do that before she finished brushing Song with the dandy and soft brush. You just love to roll so you can get dirty. she whisperd into the mares ears. You just love watching me brush you so you can relax, huh! Song pushed her head into Liz's stomach and nickerd. Liz laughed and continued brushing her. Minutes later, Liz began to pick Song's hooves, getting all of the stones and dirt out. Song refused to pick her one hoof up, and she layed her ears back. Song, come on now, pick it up. Liz was angry and she didn't really yell, she just spoke sternly. The mare hesitated and finally picked it up. Stand still while I go to get my tack. Liz turned around and headed for the tack room.

[spyder]

OOC:heheh i rejoined so Brendon aint like last time! Read his joining form for more info:OOC

Brendon sat on a stool as he scrubbed his english saddle. He made sure it had no dust or anything else on it before placing it on a saddle rack. He stood up and wiped his brow before shaking his head. His brown eyes glinted as he looked up as footsteps caught his ears mind. Heheld his breath before walking out of the tack room, saw the girl, and thrust his body onto the wall of the stables, allowing her room to pass. He breathed gently before hearing a shrill whinny. Oh no NZAK! He rushed past the girl, apologized, then reached the gray, almost white, andalusian stallion who was now taking to kicking his hind feet rather rashly and with much force, and knocked a bucket down that ended up spooking the beast. Nzak easy, easy boy, calm down you silly duck! Nzak threw his head back before staring at Brendon. Brendon sighed, placed his hand on Nzak's muzzle. His eyes traveled to a mare standing tied up. She was a nice looking horse, nicely muscled, nice head, nice neck, nice hip, flanks, and barrel. Deep girth with plenty of room for her lungs and heart. He kept a straight face while he admired the mare from a distance.

[Arya]

Liz smiled and accepted his apology. You have a nice horse.I can see he can be a handful. she laughed silently before picking up her English saddle and reins. Liz stopped once more at the stallions stall admiring him. I'm Elizabeth, but please, call me Liz. she said, her British accent showing better than before. Liz walked to her mare, pulling out a few treats and giving them to her. Song took them greatfully and allowed her to saddle her up.

[spyder]

Brendon listened to her words. He looked her up and down with soft yet hard and cold brown eyes. Today must be your lucky day. I'm Brendon, that's Nzak, it means "death". His voice was like a dip in the freezing cold water on a winter's cold harsh day. Her lucky day. Nzak threw his head onto Brendons shoulder then rubbed it before pulling away. Ugh Nzak! I washed this shirt! He wiped the snot off with a more of a annoyed face rather than disgusted. He looked back at the girl, Liz, before repositioning himself. What breed? Name? Discipline? He was obviously curious about the mare. The girl, not so much, yet. He could later on maybe make a friend other than Nzak, but he doubted that, everyone was afraid of him, his cold eyes, his whiplike voice, his tall well-built stature with his powerful muscles. His smile though, when pure and true, could melt any ones heart, no matter whether they were taken or not.

ooc;hmm cheesy

[Arya]

Ooc: Oh well

Liz fitted on the bridle and grabbed her helmet. When Brendon told her the stallions name ment Death, she coulnd't really understand why. He doesn't look that bad. He seems like any stallion should. Liz rubbed her mares velvet muzzle, and watched as the mare lowerd her head. This is Song, a 5 year-old thoroughbred. I ride her english and we are just learning to jump, really. she paused. Liz was ready for the trails, but it wasn't fun going alone. Do you want to go on the trail with me? she asked politly.

[spyder]

Go on a trail ride... and with you?! What the hell? His mind shouted at him from within. He shook his head before looking her down. His eyes slipped down her body, taking in her form, younger, yet wise.
Wise? She just asked a stranger to ride with her[/u]
Aye, but this is your chance Brendon, you can make a new friend for once in your life.
True... but, should I?[/u]
Yes you flamin idiot!
Okay okay![/u]
He looked back up to her face before looking at Nzak. He walked away, it may have seemed he quietly refused her offer until he came back out with his helmet, english saddle, and bridle.

A few moments later, Nzak was tacked up and tossing his head into the air from boredom of waiting. Shall we... er.... hit the trails then? He blushed slightly, not knowing how to acta around them younger girls especially.[/size]

[Arya]

Liz smiled. Lets hit the trails. She snapped on her helmet and led the mare outside. It was nice out, and she threw her light weight jacket to the ground. She wouldn't need it. He seems annoyed she thought. But he also seemed nice and she couldn't make up her mind. She hadn't seen Garrett in a while to, so that bugged her even more. Maybe it is for the best...

[spyder]

Brendon threw his helmet onto his head. He stepped out into the outdoors, Nzak flaring his nostrils with slight anticipation. Brendon caught sight of the willows leaning over the stream as if looking at their reflection on the gleaming reflective surface of the gurgling stream. The birds flew above, flipping, twitching, looping, and circling as they chirped and sang to each other. The horses in the pastures grazed, the wind a ghost as it swirled their tails and manes in it's greedy grasp.

Brendon's brown liquid eyes scanned the features of this never ending land, broke only by the occasional fence, and building. Other than those, it was clear, flat, beautiful, open. Perfect riding location. He hid his smile well as he stood side by side with the shorter, younger girl. Nzak nibbled at the mare's mane playfully, his stud side appearing. Brendon pulled him farther away before looking at the girl, Liz, waiting for the next step.

[Arya]

Ooc: After this do you wanna make the post in the trails or should I?

Liz breathed in the fresh air, hoping this would relax her. She hadn't been on the trails for a while, and she was hoping Song would do okay. I'm ready when you are. she said as she pulled her mare away from the stallion. Liz wasn't trying to be mean, she just didn't want Song to get hurt. Something inside her also told her she could trust Brendon, and she listned to the feeling.

[spyder]

ooc:you you you

just post there now, there aint nothing much here now