Dixie watched Saul as he pet Duke and spoke to him softly, the male seemed to be a softy for the large animals. Smiling happily, she moved closer and shrugged slightly, ”He is too sweet for his own good…and lets her push him around.” She sighed and wrapped her arms around Duke’s neck, hugging him tight and earning an annoyed snort from the medium sized stallion. Laughing softly, she pulled away and went back over to Saul’s side, watching the silly horses again. The squeal was of both delight and pain, Dixie could see. Gypsy was excited, not only in an aroused state of being in heat, but she didn’t often have another horse to play with since she was such a little meany to Duke. Having this sort of attention poured all over her was making her more hyper than she’d already been.
Saul was a really smart, fast thinker! His idea for leaving Gypsy with his pack while she carried out her pregnancy was absolutely perfect. Wayne wouldn’t be in love with the plan so much at first, but he knew how much of a hassle a pregnant mare could be, and would agree with a soft sigh and a nod. There would be no dragging the horses away from each other now that they’d bonded and Hermes was determined in such a way. Nodding slowly, Dixie turned away from the paints and looked up at Saul, grinning. ”I like that idea…it just might be perfect for our little situation…We can be ready to go in just a few minutes.”
She patted Duke more and sighed, it was his turn to learn how to pull the wagon, since they were on flatter ground. Grabbing a handful of his thick mane, she started walking and he followed without a problem, his soft nose pressed to her shoulder as they moved together. The young woman turned him and got him to back up a few steps, then draped the skin over his back and settled the connector over his shoulders and buckled it around his chest. The stallion flicked his ears back and forth a few times, shifting his body weight as well, trying to figure out what was connected to him now. Dixie smiled and rubbed his face while walking forward, prompting him to do the same. Just like Gypsy, he had a pretty easy time pulling the smallish wagon across the ground. ”Good boy, Duke.”
The three bags and Duke’s saddle were placed on the skin covered wagon bed and Wayne cautiously caught Gypsy and saddled her. He never got between the two horses, and while that made the process take a bit longer, it insured that he didn’t get bit or kicked. Once mounted, Gypsy settled down and stopped her foolish playing, opting instead to pay attention to her rider. Queen was tied to the wagon and Dixie was sitting there as well with the long-reins in hand, ready to follow Saul when he managed to get his stallion calmed and ride-able again.
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