Post by nightmare on Jul 9, 2007 15:52:57 GMT -5
Jacob Remmy sat atop his bay Azteca stallion, walking slowly down the Blue Ridge Trail. Every once in a while Whiskey let out a snort, stamping his feet. It was his first ride here at Blue Ridge Stables, and he was still getting used to his surrounding. Jacob ran a hand through his shaggy blond hair, making it even messier than it had been. As they rounded a corner of the trail, Jacob tightened his hands on the reins and pulled Whiskey to a stop. "There Whisk'. Are you ready?" He ran a hand softly down the side of Whiskey's neck, scratching him around his ears. Whiskey threw his head, stamping his feet a few times in excitement. Jacob ruffled his stallion's shortly cut mane, then urged him into an easy trot. Whiskey obliged, carrying his feet high. "Here we go Whisk'. Just an easy run, that's all." Jacob gently tapped his heels into Whiskey's sides, and the stallion slipped into a lope. Jacob leaned into Whiskey's neck as they rounded a bend, urging him on a bit faster. They were alone on the trail today, and it was about time Whiskey got a run. As the stables came into sight over the ridge, Jacob checked Whiskey's reins and brought him down to a slow trot agian.