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Post by kira on Sept 2, 2008 7:49:41 GMT -5
Closer to the track, Ty could see the Polo was in a mood, of running. He could feel and see how the young boy was acting that he was full of energy as he could feel him prance under his light body. The teenager wasn’t heavy, but it wasn’t very light as well but a good and right size, very much like this young boy. As they moved towards the track, Polo’s ears pricked up and he moved forward quickly towards the track as the dark bay was working very well. His legs went forward in a working pace and Ty looked around as he patted Polo’s neck and he let out a small nicker, as he chewed on the bit in his mouth as his head soon bobbed down before Ty moved him towards the gates of the track.
As he walked him into the track, Ty watched somebody push the gates close behind the teenager and young thoroughbred as Polo moved forward, noises where heard of clanking as he moved around the small stall in the gates but he snorted, as he just wanted to run, and now Ty did as well. Even though he was getting use to all this new work, he loved ever time he was near a horse, on the back of one as they where able to work together, hard and great. Just the feeling of two becoming one.
As the bell went and the gates fang open, Polo didn’t waste in time, and Ty was ready for what was coming, as the colt jumped out of the gate and his hooves pounded to the ground as he moved with speed and the wind and air just rush past them. Was Ty scared? Even if his hands where closed tightly around the reins? No, he wasn’t at all, he was having one of the best times of his whole life, even though it was a fast canter, but it was close to a gallop. He could fell how Polo just wanted to gallop on and on, and bolt off. His ears soon pinned to his skull as he breath out, and sounded as if he was snorting, as he run on and Ty smiled softly, knowing when riding a horse, it was best to have fun while doing it.
As he turned on the rein slightly, he leaned with Polo as the around and got to the half way mark as his long dark legs stretched out with each stride he took. As they got to the three quarters mark, Ty was ready to slow the great colt down, even if this fun was going to end up Ty could always think, daydream and even try reliving this time. Smiling softly as he gently pulled Polo back and he slowed down, prancing once again before he lowered his head, snorting a few times to catch his breath and Ty was going the same as he patted the colts neck. This was a day, he couldn’t forget.
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