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Subject: Project? Ha. Author: Sajra and Paula [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 11:53:17 12/31/02 Tue In reply to: Zoe 's message, "Ah, a project horse at last!" on 11:39:21 12/31/02 Tue The pressure from her legs had reformed to a harsher, and he took it that she had too strong of a seat. At the same time, a cat darted across the vast land outside of the arena and Sajra took it as an excuse. He darted sideways, his hindquarters scooting inwardly as his head flung up in the air once more. But seeing that the rider wasn't off[powerplaying bell!], he reluctantly relaxed. His neck arches as he mouths the bit, his hind legs moving under his weight as he walked placidly. The twenty year-old woman sat on the stool, her elbows perched on her docked knees. "As I heard, yes. He had a ninety day training period with some Grand Prix rider whom I can't remember. He's supposed to be fantastic, but might be a bit spooky." The woman's eyes never left the duo, concentrating on what she shouldn't do on a younger horse, such as Katahdin. [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

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Subject Author Date Zoe smiled, both at this news and at his behavior. Zoe 20:47:46 12/31/02 Tue Quiet. -- Sajra and Paula, 20:52:34 12/31/02 Tue Agreement. -- Zoe, 21:01:13 12/31/02 Tue Tango. -- Sajra, 22:07:48 12/31/02 Tue Pleased. -- Zoe, 09:11:45 01/01/03 Wed Good. -- Sajra, 09:51:14 01/01/03 Wed Nice, nice, very nice. -- Zoe, 14:40:43 01/01/03 Wed It's done. -- Sajra, 15:00:37 01/01/03 Wed She chuckled. -- Zoe, 15:17:34 01/01/03 Wed Ooh? -- Sajra, 15:19:34 01/01/03 Wed She slowed him with a tired grin. -- Zoe, 15:26:10 01/01/03 Wed Retreat. -- Sajra, 15:30:54 01/01/03 Wed "All right bud, you're done." -- Zoe, 15:34:04 01/01/03 Wed Nudge. -- Sajra, 15:36:15 01/01/03 Wed "Come on, dorko." Her eyes seemed factetious as she scratched his ears affectionately. -- Zoe, 15:40:19 01/01/03 Wed