Morning Work{Saint Trenton}

[Take Action]

Riley saw another halter sitting near the rail and led the black toward the rail grabbing the lead she attached it to his halter and looked around trying to find someone to hold the colt so she could work her colt. She saw an elderly man standing near the rail and walked toward him.

"Excuse me sir would you hold him until i was done riding?"

The elderly man nodded and she handed appolo's lead to him. She walked back to the other black and grabbed his reins.

"Behave yourself please."

She looked at the colt sternly she wouldn't allow him to act up but she wouldn't be rough with him either and he knew that. She smiled and rubbed his neck cooing to him.

ooc: sorry kinda added a random person and kinda power played sorry just wanted to get somewhere in that post.

[TobyMacFreak]

Apollo looked at the old man. He touched the man's head and he swished his tail. He watched the other black colt and the female that caught him. He sighed and kept his nose on the man's head.

[Saint Trenton]

ooc. Tis okay, we all make mistakes. xD

Saint Trenton snorted, and watched as his owner led the other colt away. How could she do that? How could she even think about touching another horse when he was right here? Trenton shook his head, allowing his short mane flow in the breeze, but still keeping it in a well maintained position. The black colt pawed at the ground, he would obey his human, but if the other colt so much as even tried to nip at her, it'd be the last thing he'd ever do.

Trenton listened to the girl's words, and flicked his ears forward in an I'll try meaning. The black colt nipped at his owner's blouse playfully, and then started to chew on her hair, the cooing was something he had only seen a few times before, and it interested him greatly. Trenton arched his neck, allowing the human's hand to rub it, the veins bulged out under the skin, a common sign that he was healthy, and in good shape.

[Take Action]

Riley grabbed the reins as she headed to the colts side after removing the halter. She slowly placed on foot in the stirrup ralking kindly to the horse.

[Saint Trenton]

Saint Trenton stood still allowing his rider to mount, but when she put her foot in the stirrup he started to side step, but only slightly. The black colt snorted slightly, and then began to shake his head, a sign to the human girl telling her to hurry up, and get on.

[Take Action]

Riley quickly finished mounting knowing the horse was impatient he always was. She nudged him forward through the gap onto the freshly harrowed dirt she turnt him clockwise to warm him up. She knew the rotiune clockwise to warm up on the outside and coutner-clockwise on the inside to breeze. She patted the stallions neck before gathering her reins.

[Saint Trenton]

Saint Trenton snorted slightly, and then took off at a slow lope. He hadn't been signaled to start yet, but he was anxious, and ready to go. The black colt held his head against his chest, and arched his neck into a v shape. Trenton flared his nostrils, taking in air, and then started to increase his pace, but still weary sense his owner hadn't told him to yet.

[ponypals123]

tobymacfreak said:

0oc:okay, yeah i guess you are right. i thought they became stallions at age three...srry.

The colt pinned his ears at the colt before him. He was glad that the human had touched his halter cause he would have hurt the other black one. He snorted and walked around to the other side of the human. So he was behind her now. He put his head over her sholder and he closed his eyes. He swished his tail and waited for the human to lead him on.

[Take Action]

Riley kept her reins tighten as the colt quickened his pace. "Easy boy don't wear your self out yet." She grinned she loved the colt he'd really been amazing over the past few races. She patted his neck lovingly. She nudged him forward a little as she finished one lap. She slowly changed direction this was the one that counted. She rose in her stirrups a little and clucked to him asking him to canter on.

[Saint Trenton]

Saint Trenton cantered around the track at a slow pace, but upon turning, and being clucked on he took off at a brisk canter, starting to round the first turn. The black colt quickened his pace some, yes his owner had asked for a canter, but he was a race horse, and like all race horses speed was something that flowed out of them hardly ever being controlled.