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Description
ShV New Year Summer Bash | OPEN
Stable Name: Pheasant Ridge
Horse: PR Copper Penny
Horse Age: 7 years
Riders Name: Olivia Benoit
Riders Age: 32 years
Class Entering: Cross Country
Registration Number: 1001

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"Remember, you're happy you got this creature," Olivia muttered under her breath as she wrestled with the leggy horse between her legs. Penny was a talented athlete and Olivia could faintly remember her joy when she learned that her purchase of Penny went through. That memory was quickly fading however as she continued to direct the chestnut in tight circles. The mare was a new addition, and the pair were still learning all about each other. She was a dream on the cross country training course that Pheasant Ridge had set up, but it was quickly becoming clear that Penny was very much a chestnut mare. She was opinionated and willful, and obviously didn't trust Olivia's judgement over her own yet. And the mare faces the girl could pull was impressive. Olivia gazed down at pinned ears, holding back another sigh. Penny's ears only seemed to come forward for reckless gallops and jumping. Preferably combined.

Nodding in acknowledgement as a staff member motioned, she guided the fiery red beast toward the starting box. Penny seems to settle down once in the box...if settle down was the right word. Olivia looked toward the sky and asked the clouds for patience as the mare below her pranced in a vibrating ball of energy. At least she wasn't trying to bolt. Looks like the starting box will be our main focus for training once we get home Olivia thought with yet another sigh. If they made it home to train. The long trip meant that Penny had been missing out on her daily exercise, and the mare obviously didn't handle being stabled all day very well. She turns into a wild dragon.

And finally it was their turn, and Olivia could let the dragon loose. The pair bolted across the field, Penny's ears finally pricked forward in glee. Olivia felt a jolt of adrenaline when she realized that while she could steer the mare in the proper direction, Penny completely ignored the woman's attempts to slow them down into a more manageble pace. Watching as the first jump rapidly approached, Olivia held her breath as they flew over the low brush. Penny's speed barely faltered before they raced on.

"Oh my rattlin' fu-" Olivia cursed out her mare, guiding her toward the next jump. Despite the lack of control she felt secure on the chestnut's back. After the third flying leap she realized - Penny could obviously pick her own distances without a rider's help. Despite the reckless speed, it seemed the mare's talent and inteligence served her well on the course. Letting out a small laugh she relaxed some and stopped fighting the mare for control. Faces blurred as they passed another clump of bystanders and she grinned. She'd have to remember to ask someone if they were the fastest pair on the course that day.

Description
ShV New Year Summer Bash | OPEN
Stable Name: Pheasant Ridge
Horse: PR Copper Penny
Horse Age: 7 years
Riders Name: Olivia Benoit
Riders Age: 32 years
Class Entering: Cross Country
Registration Number: 1001

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"Remember, you're happy you got this creature," Olivia muttered under her breath as she wrestled with the leggy horse between her legs. Penny was a talented athlete and Olivia could faintly remember her joy when she learned that her purchase of Penny went through. That memory was quickly fading however as she continued to direct the chestnut in tight circles. The mare was a new addition, and the pair were still learning all about each other. She was a dream on the cross country training course that Pheasant Ridge had set up, but it was quickly becoming clear that Penny was very much a chestnut mare. She was opinionated and willful, and obviously didn't trust Olivia's judgement over her own yet. And the mare faces the girl could pull was impressive. Olivia gazed down at pinned ears, holding back another sigh. Penny's ears only seemed to come forward for reckless gallops and jumping. Preferably combined.

Nodding in acknowledgement as a staff member motioned, she guided the fiery red beast toward the starting box. Penny seems to settle down once in the box...if settle down was the right word. Olivia looked toward the sky and asked the clouds for patience as the mare below her pranced in a vibrating ball of energy. At least she wasn't trying to bolt. Looks like the starting box will be our main focus for training once we get home Olivia thought with yet another sigh. If they made it home to train. The long trip meant that Penny had been missing out on her daily exercise, and the mare obviously didn't handle being stabled all day very well. She turns into a wild dragon.

And finally it was their turn, and Olivia could let the dragon loose. The pair bolted across the field, Penny's ears finally pricked forward in glee. Olivia felt a jolt of adrenaline when she realized that while she could steer the mare in the proper direction, Penny completely ignored the woman's attempts to slow them down into a more manageble pace. Watching as the first jump rapidly approached, Olivia held her breath as they flew over the low brush. Penny's speed barely faltered before they raced on.

"Oh my rattlin' fu-" Olivia cursed out her mare, guiding her toward the next jump. Despite the lack of control she felt secure on the chestnut's back. After the third flying leap she realized - Penny could obviously pick her own distances without a rider's help. Despite the reckless speed, it seemed the mare's talent and inteligence served her well on the course. Letting out a small laugh she relaxed some and stopped fighting the mare for control. Faces blurred as they passed another clump of bystanders and she grinned. She'd have to remember to ask someone if they were the fastest pair on the course that day.