Relax Bare-Back Apr 21, 2009 17:23:10 GMT -6
Post by [ Andrea ] on Apr 21, 2009 17:23:10 GMT -6
ANDREA WINDSONG with RISKY SIGNATURE;;[/i]Tell me what do you see
When you looking at me
On a mission to be
What I'm destined to be
The rope was shredding at the bottom, the once cream color and purple rope now turning brown and rust color. The rope was once thick, not turning thin. The lead rope she used for a long time was a faded purple. In black wrote Risky Signature. The lead rope and halter were both made from rope, nice and thick, but old and faded. Her hands were soft, holding the lead rope with ease. A soft smile on the face of the rider, her eyes covered by a dark shadow. The mare snickered, walking out of the barn. Her tail was raised slightly, going out a bit. Her audits kept pricked, eyes alert. She was curious as to where the two were going to go. Andrea, the girl, the owner of this magnificent horse, lead the mare outside. Once out, she stopped the mare from walking.
Tossing the lead rope over the neck of the mare, Andrea walked to the other side. There, she grabbed the lead rope and tied it through the hole of the halter, where the clip hooked on. She tied it, tightly so it wouldn't loosen during the ride. The mare that was cleaned up stood still, just as Andrea asked. She smiled rubbing the mare's forehead as she walked back around her. Grabbing a hold of the lead rope and a section of the mare's mane, she pulled herself up onto the mare's back. She settled down, bareback riding was fun for Andrea. She clicked her heels, asking her to move forward. And as commanded, she did.
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Muse Level: Medium-Low
Notes: Finished. Sorry for the terrible post. More better posts should come soon. Again, sorry![/blockquote][/size]