Bulletproof Moments
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[html]it was lovely! wish i could meet its quality Smile


The Shire horse may have been large, his muscle thick and his legs like solid tree trunks. But he could move with a fluid gait that threatened that of a nimble toed Morgan. But Alder would have asked such a lithe creature to carry him, and so he was proud of the strong heavy beast he called his friend. Alder barely held into the reins, his legs gripping just enough so that he stayed seated. His back was straight, and he concentrated just as keenly on his own posture as he did the movement of the stallion. Focusing on his core, then his shoulders... it all fit together, the blocks of muscles that were sewn on top of one another until they reached his ears.


it was all broken, in an instant. Alder had opened his eyes, to look through the two black pointed ears of the stallion. Despite the lifted lids his thoughts clouded his gaze, and it was not until the first hesitation he felt that Alder's tore bay eyes cleared. Instinct took the reins, practice and repetition guiding him. The tall wolf pulled the leather strips, laying in heavily and to the side. The horse hadn't anticipated it, spooked by the unnaturally rough handling and the ghost like figure that had appeared before them. Heavy hooves teetered from remaining on the ground and rising to kick at the open air, but only one feathered hoof pawed the snowy dirt. Hawthorn's long face turned from placid to one with wide eyes and flared nostrils. Alder managed to control him, veering him away from what had passed near them.


He slid off the horse's back in a single fluid motion, standing at his side with one hand on the reins and the other petting his neck. Alder's didn't dare look away, Easy, my friend. Easy. Alder then spoke the way his feline friend Element had taught him, low speech flowing as freely as the high. Alder let the beast walk forward to ease the startle out of his muscles. He couldn't look away from 'Thorn and behind him, to know if it had been real of just his imagination. Or if it was a ghost...

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