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Post by Trophyhorse misses kmsnead on May 21, 2011 22:07:41 GMT -5
Angela Monroe, the new owner of Green-Briar Farms, rode her horse, Dash up to the cross country course, thinking it would be kind of like steeplechase, which was what Dash had been trained in. "Let's get going, boy," Angela whispered, leaning over Dash's neck.
She nudged him forward quickly. Dash moved into a walk, then a fast trot, a canter, then a slow gallop. They approached the first brush jump, and Angela knew that Dash was remembering the feel of racing. He flew with ease over the large jump.
"That's my boy!" Angela asked him to go even faster. Dash responded and shot like a bullet toward the next jump. He took it easily, and the next, and the next after that. Angela had really missed the fast, heart-stopping, adrenaline-pumping, excitement of racing.
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Post by ••NARLA•• on May 22, 2011 4:05:22 GMT -5
Chealsea Gindon,a new instructor at green-briar, walked her tb,Blistering wind, up towards the xc course.
She noticed a girl and horse bulleting acriss tha course.Chealsea asked bee for a trot,then a canter.She headed towards the girl,thinking that the girl would know where the owner of green-briar would be,as chealsea needed to tell her she had arrived.
Chealsea asked bee for a gallop and leant intothe forward position.
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Post by Trophyhorse misses kmsnead on May 22, 2011 9:57:36 GMT -5
Angela heard pounding hoof-beats behind her, and she pulled Dash to stop. "Hi, can I help you?" she asked, studying the girl and her horse. "I'm Angela Monroe, I own Green-Briar."
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Post by ••NARLA•• on May 22, 2011 10:26:51 GMT -5
"oh,hi,i was looking for you,i'm chealsea gindon,the riding instructor"
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Post by Trophyhorse misses kmsnead on May 22, 2011 21:25:38 GMT -5
"Oh! Nice to see you here, Chelsea," Angela said, reaching her hand out to Chelsea.
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Post by ••NARLA•• on Jun 10, 2011 2:17:08 GMT -5
Chealsea shok angelas hand and smiled"so,hjave you got any lessons you need me to tech?"
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