Blue Ridge is a fictional town located deep in the heart of Kentucky. It is home to one of the most well known equestrian academies in the United States. Students and staff from all over the world join the academy for what it has to offer. Do you have what it takes to join us and learn from the Academy?
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Post by Fiachra Fitzsimmons on Nov 18, 2014 22:37:23 GMT -8
Fitz shook his head as he stood in the stall and groomed his enormous mare, he was glad that she was close to term as he didn't think it could be possible for the Connemara cross' belly to get any bigger. It always amused him that he called the mare by the smaller breed rather than referring to her as Standardbred cross; but although she had the height of the latter, she looked like and overgrown Connemara.
Placing a light sheet over her back, he clicked the lead onto her halter and led her out to the arena. Sure, he could probably still be riding her, but as soon as she had ballooned, he had decided that it would be better for the maiden mare to just be worked on the ground, and he thoroughly enjoyed the time he spent with her on the ground, and he was amazing to watch how she responded to the foals that Tux had brought into the barn.
Entering the arena, he loosened his hold on the lead and allowed the mare to find her own pace and he walked to it. They were really out here to do no more than allow the mare to stretch her legs, and since the sun was out, albeit through heavy looking clouds, he had decided that a walk out here would be a lot nicer than just pacing the barn aisles, and there was less likely chance of her want to play with the babies if he didn't walk her near the pastures.