Off to the glue factory

Noah · 09-05-2011, 03:38 AM

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Borderlines <3 WC:8+

The male had been working with his horse, making sure that he would be able to use her for riding and pulling a cart if need be. However it was becoming quite clear to the silver male that he was going to have his work cut out for him with Marie. He was able to ride her bare back, every time he placed anything else upon her bare back she would snort and kick madly, and the mare would not stop till whatever was placed upon her back was off. This mare seemed to have quite a mind of her own, and she had no wish to have anything other than the wolf upon her back.

The male had made sure to leave the day free to spend with his horse and work on getting some saddle breaking done on her; he was slightly scared about how Marie was going to act. She was always good in temperament with him and him alone; however he normal just slipped onto her bare back and the male would ride her just like that. Since he had been adding the weight of the saddle blanket and the saddle the mare had lowered her head and kicked her rear hoofs up into the sky.

The silver male walked towards the mare that was tied to a tree as she gave a soft neigh and pushed out her nose toward his one hand. The male gave a nervous twitch as he turned to where he had placed the saddle blanket. He could hear the stop of the mare’s hoofs upon the ground, as she watched him. Noah knew that she was telling him that she would not allow that upon her back for any amount of time. He flicked his one ear back as he held up the old, thick saddle blanket. Moving slowly Noah did not want to spook Marie or upset her in any way.
Walking slowly over to his horse the male put one hand upon her neck while the stub plopped the blanket upon her. Giving a soft pat upon her neck Noah gave a soft sigh, feeling maybe a little too hopeful a little too soon. Turning his back to get the saddle, he heard a soft thud upon the ground. Looking up to the mare he glared at her. Really?! Really?! Must she be such a pain? The male dropped the saddle upon the ground as he pointed to her. ”You!” That was all that he needed to say, the mare knew that he was just about to the end of his patience with her. ”Fine!” the male threw up his hand. He brought the hand down to his side, shaking his head. Talking back over to the pole he had tied her to. The male picked up the band that would be used for pulling a cart.

The sounds from the challenging mare were alerting Noah that she was ready to be done. With a snort from the wolf he shook his head, as he walked over to the mare, placing the band upon her. Marie started to snort and kick, her head snug back trying to nip Noah. He laughed, giving her head a soft push away. ”Nope.” pulling the band tighter so it would not slip around he buckled it back up, checking the flares where the bars for the cart would be, but for today it was going to be where the male placed his feet.

Slipping her reigns off the pole he held on it with his good hand while his stub reached around her neck. He pulled him-self onto her back, adjusting his weight upon her back the male slipped his feet into the flairs as he gave her a soft kick as he gingerly pull her head towards the neutral lands. Ever thing was going smoothly, she wasn’t fighting him, and she wasn’t trying to even nip him. It was dreams come true! Maybe he had finally gotten it into her thick head that they needed to work together.

The male thought to soon, she gave a huff and a stomp of her front hoof, and they were off. She was kicking and running, doing everything in her power to toss him off her back. The male had no choice but to quickly rock his weight over her neck pushing his rump off the back of the mare. The male wolf gripped into the golden mane, he wasn’t going to get tossed off this ride!
Running till the male wasn’t sure which way was north or south, he knew to push his head onto her mane and allow her to run her heart out and then make her turn around and go where he wanted to. Then all the sudden the mare had stopped and rocked forward pushing her head down at the same time. Noah was flung forward, onto the hard ground. He wasn’t sure what hurt more, his rear or his pride. Jumping up the male looked to the mare; she was holding her head up in stupid pride. Noah grabbed her harness putting her face into his, one word that he was able to mutter to her though his rage. ”Butthead!” He snorted holding his face to her forehead.

Noah Sawtooth

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