
14th Day of Summer 514AV
Billie was at the stables. Again. She’d been hoping to stumble across Lissa again so that she could figure out for sure if they were related. It was the most logical thing she could think to do after reading that letter. But alas, she wasn’t here, or at least, she hadn’t been when Billie had been at Sula’s stable. At any rate, Sula still needed exercise, and Billie still needed riding practice, Lissa or no Lissa. The horse was restless today, scraping at the ground with her hooves, and whinnying. Billie saddled her as fast as she could “Hey girl, calm the petch down already” She snapped as the horse was making it difficult to saddle her with all of it’s squirming. She had only left it two nights; it wasn’t like she hadn’t ridden for weeks.
It bothered her that she still hadn’t made any progress with her family. In fact, she’d gotten a job so she wasn’t going to Zeltiva to meet Ricky any time soon. She wanted to save up the miza necessary to travel a fair way. Because it wasn’t just Ricky and Lissa she needed to meet, but her brother.
Finally, Billie was able to get her horse under some manner of control, and lead her out to the track. She stretched as she walked, trying to appear casual rather than how she really felt. Because how she really felt wasn’t overly helpful or productive to her task of exercising Sula. She’d begun to feel anxious again, and it wasn’t an overly pleasant feeling. But riding often cleared her head a little, so she was able to seer clear of the stony expression she was inclined to make.
Arriving at the track, she mounted her horse. “You wanna run fast, Sula?” She asked. The horse whinnied impatiently and finally, she gave the beast what she wanted. She squeezed her lower legs around her ribs and Sula began to trot. She kicked her again and the horse began to gallop. This was a speed in which she still wasn’t completely comfortable, but she was trying to master the rising and falling she had to do in her saddle to match the horse’s movement’s. Of course she failed, painfully smashing her rear into the saddle as it rose to meet her.
She pulled on the reigns to slow down “Woah” She said, which annoyed Sula a little. She was awfully grumpy today, but at least she was obedient. She slowed back to a comfortable trot and road back down the track, allowing herself to forget about everything that bothered her so she could focus on the ride. She peered around at the other riders. Most of them were better than her, but that would change if she spent enough time on it.