Perhaps Heath had over estimated Niro’s comfort, or maybe he had been careless. Heath did not blame student or horse, the startle of the mare was his fault. He hadn’t seen the signs, that would have been plain as day if he had cared to look for them. A horse didn’t hide its feelings, especially not this one, and Heath hadn’t been looking. This time would be different though, and he stayed close rather then stepping back to observe from afar.
The pale male sat and just relaxed on her back. The Marshal let them get reacquainted, nodding as he praised the horse when she seemed uneasy but soon they bother seemed comfortable. It was important that they got used to each other, just like any other partnership. When he thought it right Heath gave yet another few seconds, his own body language was loose and relaxed in the hopes of giving the pair confidence. Now, gently squeeze your legs and keep the reins loose and she’ll move forward. Heath spoke, keeping himself from tensing or flinching.
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