Just One Of Those Mornings

[Kenna Foxleigh]

Hello! Dust is being naughty today. XD

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The sun was only just cresting the tops of the trees as Kenna set about preparing to head out on a leisurely ride to explore the pack lands better upon her Stallion, Dust. The Buckskin equine was particularly lazy today and being rather uncooperative as his companion attempted to groom him out in front of the stables. He didn't want to pick up his feet when she clucked her tongue at him to do so, he kept trying to nip at her when she tried to comb his mane and kept side stepping her as she used a brush on his coat. Normally very willing to ride out with her, Kenna was growing a little irritated with the horse's attitude this morning. "What's up with you today boy? Getting too cozy here in the luxuries of the stables are we? Not ready to work till the sun's fully risen hm?" She mocked and scowled at the stallion, tightening her previous knot in his lead rope since he'd been attempting to chew through it while she worked. Sighing, Kenna Foxleigh turned away from Dust to put away her tack. But upon her return, she found her horse was no longer standing where she'd left him tied. A soft growl rose in her throat and she huffed, stalking out of the stables to look for her mischievous mount.

"Damnit Dust!" She cursed softly, seeing him socializing with another mare over the fence in a small pasture nearby. Coming up beside her companion she grabbed his lead, finding it not chewed through, but just simply untied. "I knew I shouldn't have taught you that trick. It's only for use in emergencies and you know it boy." She said annoyedly, referring to teaching him how to untie himself, pulling his halter and leading him back into the stables. The stallion reluctantly followed, looking back at the mare and nickered softly to her. Kenna rolled her eyes.

Normally Dust was far more well behaved. But apparently, being among other horses was starting to fog his mind a bit. Retying Dust (this time out of his reach) she finished cleaning his stall quickly before coming back to him. He gazed boredly back at her as she approached. Pausing with her paws on her hips she shook her head. "No more games Dust, I mean it. You'll have plenty of time to make friends now come on...we're going ridin'." Kenna then untied her companion and started to walk him out of the barn and towards the forest outside Thornbury, grabbing her stetson from the railing of Dust's stall as she passed. The stallion dragged his hooves and Kenna had to gently snap the lead rope against his flank to make him behave. "Quit it." She growled and the stallion seemed to listen. His antics were really making the usually well mannered and in tune with animals gal look bad. As Kenna prepared to climb up onto Dusts's back and ride him the rest of the way out of the little village, she couldn't help but wonder if being part of a pack would change her beloved horse for the worse. She'd raised him from birth, and they'd always gotten along well, but for some reason, today he was just being a jerk.

As she started to pull herself onto his golden-brown back, Dust neighed and darted forward, pulling the rope free from Kenna's grip and trotted away leaving the woman sprawled and slightly winded on her back, a growl in place on her face. Covered in dust now, her hat threatening to catch in the soft breeze, she slowly sat up with a groan and glared after Dust as he returned to the mare's pen and continued to pester her. "Stallions..." She muttered darkly, just staying where she landed on the ground a moment, trying to figure out what to do next. Her exploring would likely have to wait another day at this rate...

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