Time stamp: 7th Spring 506 AV
| Zarek stood in front of his horse, Nafa. He stared right into her eyes. Nafa! I swe- Look at me when I’m talking to you! I sai- Don’t you take another mouthful of grass! Ooooh Petch it, now you listen here. Today, I’m going to ride you like a champ. So no more of this funny business with you speeding up and stopping and speeding up again. Zarek said to Nafa, his tone in a flustered and angered state. Zarek tried to reason with his horse but she just looked at him and went back down to grab another mouthful. Zarek moved over to her left side and grabbed onto the saddle he had placed on her. Nafa’s head turned over to watch at Zarek as he placed his foot onto the Stirrup. Nafa then proceeded to walk forward slowly as Zarek hopped on his left leg, his right foot still stuck inside the Stirrup. Hey, oye, oye oye, no, no, hold up, wi- ahhh Zareks foot finally came free as he fell flat on his arse. His eyes narrowed as he stared right at her, her head still turned toward him. ooooh…you little… I’m not sure if Nafa actually did or not, but in Zareks eyes, he could of sworn the horse smiled as it turned its head back around and went down for another mouthful of grass. now you listen here, I own you, you have no room to- he stopped mid sentence as he had a flash back of his childhood. The words of the old man who owned him echoed through his head “you have no right to resist, I own you!” Zarek took in a deep breath. He walked over to a nearby tree and placed his hand on it, resting his forehead against the bark. A moment passed by as he then spun around and rested he back against the tree. He then processed to slide his back down the tree as he sighed. He rested his head against his hand, which was perched against his knee. Aquiras…What in the world am I doing? Zarek mumbled to himself. He felt a sudden warmth against his ear, as a slimy sensation that sent a chill down his spine was felt against his ear. He spun his head around to be greeted by Nafa’s tonge as it licked Zareks face. oh god, I can’t tell you’re trying to cheer me up to rub salt into my wound. Zarek stood up on his two feet as he placed his hand on her muzzle and forehead, petting her gently. He looked into her eyes again, with a slight smile and his head cocked to one side. alright, you win, we’ll do this your way. Just…what exactly is your way? Nafa then pulled her head back as she spun around and showed her barrel to Zarek. She tapped her hoof a few times, edging him to jump on. what? Now you want me to come on? Ok, but no walking as I try to gain my barring this time, alright? Nafa tapped her hoof two more times as she shook her head, edging him to hurry up. He placed his foot onto the stirrup again and waited a second. Nafa did not move, so he took that as a good sign finally, she’s cooperating He then placed his hand onto the horn and pulled himself up, lifting his leg up and over the seat. He looked forward as he held onto the reigns. But before he could do anything else, Nafa darted forward. First in a trot, then into a steady canter, until she began to gallop, picking up speed with every step. Her hoofs kicked up snow behind her as she went faster and faster. Zarek yelled as he ducked down, one hand on the reign and the other on the horn as he held on for dear life. She kept on going faster and faster as Zarek felt his arse leave the saddle with each gallop she made. His heart raced as he held for dear life. She continued at this fast pace, not letting up at all. Finally after a minute or so Zarek built up the courage to open his eyes and begins to sit up a little. The cold wind whizzed past his face as he could feel the bitter cold bite his cheeks. His eyes squinted as he began to feel a little more comfortable up on Nafa. Slowly he gained his barring and grabbed onto the reign with both hands. Nafa must have realized Zarek snapped out of it, for she slowly began to slow back down until she was at a light canter. Zarek and Nafa were both panting after her sudden burst of speed. His back and butt bounced up and down as Nafa continued onward. They continued to ride in and around the trees as zarek tried leaning his body to the side he wanted her to turn in, but she stumbled a little and then neighed at Zarek in retaliation to his action ok, ok, ok…so you don’t like it when I do that, I got yea. as he continued to ride further and further, he began to realize that every time he pulled the reign slightly to the left, she went left and every time he pulled right, she went right. This gave him a better idea of how to control his horse; however his back and arse started to bruise from the constant battering against the saddle. He then tried to straight out his back, and fallow the movements of Nafa. He applied a little more pressure on the stirrup and pushed upward every time Nafa made a large bump from her Canter. Zarek began to realize there was a rhythm with her movements, once you got the hang of the rhythm; it was very easy to time yours with hers. This seemed to go over very well for Nafa as she too seemed to be able to move easier. I must have been throwing her off balance earlier with my movements he thought, as he tried to keep himself straight. Zarek pulled back slightly, which caused Nafa to slow town to a nice trot. Feeling more comfortable, he leaned forward and placed his hand on Nafa’s crest and patted a couple times See, that wasn’t so bad, now was it? Nafa then came to a stop and stepped back a few steps, shaking her head slightly as she moved. oye, oye , oye. Come on now, we were getting alo- Nafa then jumped up slightly as she pressed both her hoofs back onto the ground. Ok, ok! You did all the work, you’re awesome, oh surpreme horse of horsiness’.” Nafa calmed back down as she than continued to trot. This continued on for another hour or so as. Zarek realized that if he kept is posture from ear, to shoulder, to hip, to heel, he could hop with Nafa with every jump she made as she trotted. Finally, he pulled her to a stop and patted her once more alright, that’s enough for now, we both need a rest. Nafa shook her head as she stomped in the snow. fine, but I need a rest you-…Never mind, just lemme get off. He pulled his leg around the saddle and onto her right side. He then jumped off of the stirrup and onto the ground. a shot of pain ran up his legs and through his back as he jumped off. His legs felt like they were stuck in a squatting position. Slowly he began to stand straight up, first with straightening his legs. As he straighten his legs, a loud POP! Was heard, than slowly he lifted his back upright. The further he straighten himself, the more you could hear these light little pops go all the way up his spine. ugh…my arse…I um, think we should head back up to the stables there Nafa. slowly, he grabbed his hands on the reigns as he made his way back to Avanthal, wobbling like a penguin the entire way. |
