Satan :)

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Taylor led Satan out to the lunging ring, planning on trying to lunge him. He'd already experienced the carrot stick, and seemed to trust Taylor a lot, so she thought it was time to give lunging a go.

"You be good for me today alright, Satan?" she said softly as she opened the gate and led him inside.

Satan eyed the carrot stick warily when Taylor threw it around him, but didn't resist too much.

Smiling, Taylor back away, and looked into his eyes. She raised the long lead rope and pointed with her index finger on the hand she was holding the lead rope with, toward the left. Then, hoping for the best, she start beating the rope on the end of the carrot stick near Satan's hind legs.

Satan jumped forward when the rope hit the ground with the sound of a whip. He trotted forward, while Taylor kept a firm hold on his lead rope.

After a few rounds to the left, Taylor bent over a glared at Satan's flank. Satan skidded to a halt and looked at her with a funny expression.

"It's alright, boy," Taylor whispered soothingly.

She changed hands with the lead rope and pointed to the right, starting to hit the ground again with carrot stick rope. Satan snorted and kicked out, then started trotting again.

"Ah, that's my boy!" she said after a few minutes, walking up to pet him. Satan chewed, obviously thinking the lunging over.

Taylor backed up and continued to lunge him for the next hour and a half.

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THE NEXT DAY

Taylor was holding up the lead rope and staring at Satan's flanks. She's already lunged him, so he was a bit tired and sweaty, but still active enough to do this. Taylor saw the bay gelding flick his ears back and forth, then turn his head to sniff at her. "Come on, boy." Taylor continued to stare at his flank, waiting for him to move.

Satan shuddered after a second, then started to move his hindquarters away from Taylor. Taylor followed him, then stopped. Satan watched her intently after Taylor stopped.

"Oh, stop it!" Taylor said, laughing. "It's not that big of a deal, silly!"

Taylor moved on to Satan's other side. Then she did his other side, and continued to do this routine for thirty minutes. Satan was stubborn at times, but always gave in to Taylor's whims in the end.

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Abbey walked up to the lunging ring,wanting to see the technigue people used for when she could concentrate on jazz,as his training wasnt goin well.

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Taylor had been working on releasing Satan's forequarters, when she heard footsteps. She turned around and saw Abbey. "Oh, hey, Abbey!" she said, waving at her.

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Abbey smiled and waved"sorry,if you wan to be alone,its just that im not doin well with jazz and i want to now a good technigue of training"

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"Oh, well this is the Clinton Anderson method," Taylor said, patting Satan's sweaty neck. "I used it to train Skylar and I'll probably use it to train her foal."

(Go to Google if you don't know what it is

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(i know what it si,just abbey wants advice :-0)

"cool""i'll stay and watch if you dot mind"

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"I don't mind," Taylor said, smiling at Abbey. "But, watch out. He loses it at times and will kick."